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.

end, Matteo finally agreed

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

"Alright!"

well before he hung up

there was a faint smile on his usually emotionless

little secret

the bathroom

light emitted from the gap of the closed bathroom door, and the silhouette of a small figure could be seen crouching

he doesn't feel safe?

the sofa and quickly retrieved a set of clothes for lan to change

him outside the door, "Little lan? Little lan? It's me, Ms.Esme.Can I

"No"

was actually trying to put on his underwear in the

of sweat were already trickling down his flushed

not Matteo, who had been independent

did not require anyone to help him get dressed, among

master of a rich family whose daily routines had been taken care of since he was a

not accustomed to getting dressed on

finally managed to put

feel ashamed

then did he announce from the

been

first time she had to personally help her eldest

excited and blessed to be able to

he would be scared

quickly opened the door and burst

"Little lan? You..."

she found that her son had disappeared behind

back of his head could be

eyes, and she

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