My Gorgeous Wife is an Ex-Convict!

Chapter 907

Kyla Corbyn took a deep breath before

getting into the car with Martin Weiss.

Then, Kyla Corbyn’s phone rang. Kyla

looked at the caller ID and saw that it

was her mother.

She picked it up and heard Mrs. Corbyn’s anxious voice from the phone. “Yun, where are you? The check-in process is going to be over soon if you don’t come

now.”

“Nelson and I can’t go over now, Mom. Why don’t you find a small hotel to stay in first?” said Kyla Corbyn.

“What happened?” asked Mrs. Corbyn.

Kyla Corbyn raised her eyes only to meet

Martin Weiss’s. He seemed to want to see

how she would answer, and there was a

cold sneer on the corner of his lips.

Nelson, who was sitting between them, looked up at her.

The father and son had somewhat

similar eyes, but now they seemed even

more alike.

“Nelson and I are now with Martin Weiss,”

Kyla Corbyn said in a calm voice.

There was a gasp on the other end of the

။

line, followed by Mrs. Corbyn’s panicked voice. “Did… Did he see Nelson? Then

he… and you…”

Even Mrs. Corbyn’s voice was almost

stuttering.

“Don’t worry, Mom. I’ll take care of it.”

With that, Kyla Corbyn ended the call.

“You’ll take care of it? I’d like to know how

you’re going to take care of this,” Martin Weiss said coldly.

Kyla Corbyn was stunned. Nelson, who was sitting between them, seemed to be frightened by Martin Weiss’s cold voice. However, he raised his chin and said to Martin Weiss, “Uncle, don’t talk to

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Mommy like that. She’ll be scared.”

He did not know what they were talking

about, but he could feel his mother’s fear.

‘I want to protect Mommy!’

The little one thought so as he turned sideways, facing Martin Weiss with his back against Kyla Corbyn as if he was protecting her.

the small body in front of him, Martin Weiss could not

The little one was friendly to

but now, he had puffed up

of Kyla

would not allow his mother

frightened.

‘Is this my child?’ Even if he repeatedly

looking at those eyes

to him,

any longer.

this is my child,

conceive him?’

me. How old are you?” he

whisper.

and began to

his fingers. “I’ll be four

months!”

Weiss felt a

heart. ‘Was she three

she went

the moment she

shouted to him at the top of her

I’m pregnant. It’s your baby!”

I answer her?’

a moment, he was

had said

the hearing aid Nelson was wearing. It had a fluorescent blue cartoon

child look

him that this was

aid,

deaf and mute forever!

child actually disabled?’

Corbyn took a deep

car with

phone rang.

at the caller ID

was her mother.

are you? The check-in process is going

now.”

don’t you find a small hotel to stay

asked

Corbyn raised her eyes

to want

answer, and

corner

between them, looked

son had

now

more alike.

now with Martin

in

a gasp on the other end of the

။

panicked voice. “Did… Did he see Nelson? Then

he… and you…”

Corbyn’s voice was almost

stuttering.

take care of

Corbyn ended the

it? I’d like to know

take care of this,”

Martin Weiss’s cold voice. However, he raised his chin and said to Martin Weiss, “Uncle,