My Ex-Wife Remarried Me

"Daddy, are you having a fight with Mommy again? Why is she trying to run away from home?"

Amora's eyes widened in disbelief.

What does he mean by I'm trying to run away from home? I'm merely going back home, okay? Can lan phrase his sentences properly and be mindful of his choice of words? As soon as the startled Amora took over the little boy's smartwatch, she heard Kane's low and hoarse voice.

"What do you mean she's running away from home? Where is she going?"

"I don't know, Daddy!"

lan replied petulantly.

Amora wanted to explain she would be making a trip back to her leased apartment instead of running away from home, but seconds after she lost herself in a train of thoughts, she heard the man's voice from the other end of the conversation again.

Perhaps Kane was aware lan was frustrated.

He chuckled and instructed the little boy, "lan, go tell the bodyguards to keep an eye on your mother, okay? Tell them if they let her get away, I'll break their legs once I'm home."

Amora was completely stunned while her children rushed out of the room after they heard their father's instructions.

They approached the bodyguards and repeated their father's instructions to keep their mother grounded against her will.

That scum must have been possessed by an evil spirit, hasn't he? Amora had no choice but to spend another day at the spacious villa with her beloved children.

In the evening, Kane finally arrived home.

Amora, who was cleaning up the living room after playing with her children, was about to sprint up the stairs.

Unfortunately, it was too late.

with a

Come over

"O-Oh...O-Okay..."

brought herself up and dreaded her steps over, holding

to deal with all sorts

some documents home and carry on with the

usually tag along with him, was nowhere to be

stood right where she

back to the man after he

was on the verge of breaking down, but he showed no signs of

held his chest high while delivering his instructions, muttering in a callous

"Huh?"

her

with a slender pair of legs had long departed after he made himself

brought the

was the last quarter of the year, Amora didn't have a lot of

the blooming flowers in the garden

had placed two pots of flower with incandescent

made their way up the dimly illuminated stairs, their long

returned to his study, he switched on the light

woman behind him entered the room and asked, "W-Where

"On the table,"

gently as though he was afraid

stop the

the things on the table, she scurried out

away from the entrance, she heard the

time for us to talk about the things that are