My Ex-Wife and Kids Came In Like A Wrecking Ball

It was already nine o'clock in the evening when he left the hotel.

Byron started the car subconsciously, wanting to return to the hospital.

He was still worried about that little woman, even though Mary was by her bedside.

Just as he drove the car, his cell phone rang.

He looked at the screen. It was Nox.

When Byron saw the little guy's name, he remembered what Yves said in the afternoon. He could not help but feel a little warmth in his heart.

"Daddy, aren't you coming back tonight?" When the call connected, the little boy hurriedly spoke. His voice was full of grievances yet filled with expectations.

Byron could almost picture how aggrieved and desperate the three little ones looked at home.

‘If Rosalie was awake, she would definitely go home to comfort them first.’

Thinking of this, Byron slowed down the car, turned around, and drove towards home. His deep voice was comforting the boy. "Already on my way back. Have you had dinner yet?"

Nox's voice became noticeably happier. "Not yet, we want to eat together when Daddy comes back!"

moved again. "Alright, Daddy

little boy’s sweet, naive

hanging up the phone, Byron raised his eyes and

in the mirror had a solemn expression, his

that he was in a bad

afraid it will only frighten the three

back, Byron glanced at the rearview mirror

the gate of Lawrence Manor, he had already concealed all the anger on his face and

"Daddy!"

heard rustling outside the door and

Mrs. Zora followed behind

was really the Young Master who had returned,

three little ones circled around

ease at the sight of

are you busy? Have you

so hungry. Let's

and Nox held Byron's hand with affection and led him

his face, but it was tinged with

off. Byron frowned slightly and asked with concern. "Lucian, what's wrong?