My Ex-Wife Remarried Me

Matteo, who was in preschool at that time, had been wanting to give lan a call.Ever since he heard from his mommy that morning that lan had fallen ill, he had been feeling guilty and worried.

He thought about calling lan to ask how he was doing.Unfortunately, he did not have the courage to do so, for fear that this brother would not answer his call.Luckily, lan called him first.

Matteo was delighted.

"lan, I'm sorry.I didn't know stopping Mommy from going to your place would cause you to fall sick.Are you okay? I really didn't mean it.I got upset after seeing Daddy bullying Mommy, and I don't ever want Mommy to be with a man like him.lan, do you get me?"

Matteo apologized to his twin over the phone.After listening to him, lan paused momentarily before he nodded.

"Yeah." Matteo sounded grateful.

"Thank God you understand! That's great, lan!"

"But," lan had more things to say.

"I want to see Mommy too.Matt, can you give Daddy another chance?"

This was the first time he managed to form several sentences at once.The fact that his tone carried a hint of grief and desperation made it even rarer.

Matteo was stunned.

Give bad Daddy another chance? Of course he wanted his daddy and mommy to be together.

He also wanted to have a father by his side.

That way, their family would be complete.

But he knew that his daddy was a really nasty man.

The other day, Matteo was bursting with anger when he saw him bullying his mommy.

Matteo deliberated for quite some time on the phone.

Nevertheless, lan patiently waited for his reply on the other line.

the end, Matteo finally agreed to

must not let him bully Mommy again.Also, report to me if

"Alright!"

as well before he hung up

was a faint

the little secret between

came upstairs and noticed that the bathroom lights were still on, she quickly

silhouette of a small figure could be seen crouching on the floor

Is he doing that because he doesn't feel safe? Seeing him like

quickly retrieved a set of clothes for

out to him outside the door, "Little lan? Little lan? It's me,

"No"

actually trying to put on

sweat were already

been independent since he was much

did not require anyone to help him get dressed, among other

hand, lan was the young master of a rich family whose daily routines had been taken care of

he was not accustomed to getting dressed on his

finally

feel ashamed in front

from the

had been waiting

time she had to personally help her

both excited and blessed to

was worried that he would be scared

the door and burst into the bathroom, holding the stack of clothes in

"Little lan? You..."

she found that her son had disappeared behind

of his head could

this kid doing? Suspicion glinted in Amora’s eyes,

behind lan, she asked him gently, "lan, is there something