My Ex-Wife Remarried Me

Chapter 221: Barging Into Her Room At Midnight 

"Huh?"

Amora stared at her dumbly.

Wait, I agreed to go with Brandon? I guess I did? I can't even remember.

Alright then.

Since he's helped me in the past, this is just me returning the favor.

Amora nodded absent-mindedly.

"Mm, Kane's father asked me to go as well."

"Ah, I see.I'll inform Mr.Ronin about this-"

"No, no, it's fine.I-I-I'll tell him myself.Don't worry and just go back to work."

Amora immediately turned the housemaid down, then got up from the ground and went back in.

Wendy was at a loss for words.

Forget it.

Since Mr.Ronin Sr.asked her to go, then I guess I don't have to tell his son about this.

Wendy decided to just let it be.

It was slightly past nine when Kane returned from work.

Because it was year end, there were lots of matters to settle at the company.

Hence, he had been coming back at this hour for quite along time.

However, when he came home that night, the petite figure who would usually be huddled on the sofa watching TV in the living room was nowhere in sight.

The first floor of the enormous villa returned to being desolate once again.

"Mr.Ronin, welcome back."

"Mm, where are they?"

the housemaid with a frown

Ms.Rory took the children upstairs very early.What would you like to eat, Mr.Ronin? I'll

wants

he comes home late every

her to make something for

rejected

"It's fine.Go to sleep."

he

and went back to

on the third floor

along the corridor and unclasped the watch encircling

he languidly descended

the children to sleep so early and wanted to see them before calling it

he went to lan's

opened the door and peeked in to see that the little figure on the bed

he closed the door with

went to check on Matteo

Matteo loved kicking his blanket away, which was befitting of his lively

covered him with the blanket again and turned the temperature higher before going

Vivian, Kane didn't go

to the room furthest

open, a rustling

his hairline and he immediately spotted the woman frantically clicking off her

amusement, and he reached out

was about to pretend to

was watch the man walk

flushed with embarrassment as though she had been caught red-handed doing

looking at your phone in the dark? Are you avoiding me

casually stuffed his hands into his pockets, wearing a laid-back

heart to lurch in

but then I

"Who's it from?"

nervously before squeaking out a

"Willow."

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