Ex Husband Goes Money Comes

Chapter 524 Ormand Isn't a Good Father
A fever? Viola held her breath, and her expression turned serious.She turned around and was about to leave.
"Buy a plane ticket immediately and return home."
"Honey, wait a moment."
Ormand grabbed Viola's wrist and said in a matter-of-fact tone, "It’s late at night in the United States, and there are no private
planes here this time.There may not be a flight back at night.Even if you want to go home, the plane will take more than 20 hours
to arrive."
Viola coldly glared at him.
"Then what should we do? Just keep waiting.Ormand, let me ask you.We're not at home, but our babies have a fever and are
sick.Are you not worried at all?"
Viola shook off Ormand's hand and walked out of the venue in her high heels.
Ormand let out a long sigh and quickly chased after Viola.
"It was my fault this time.The babies are sick, and I am also worried about them.But the journey back was indeed far.So I called
Jerry and asked him to find the medical group of the Hobson family to fetch the pediatricians."
Ormand walked alongside Viola and continued to explain, "Jerry promised that he would take care of our babies and watch them
take fever medicine.You can rest assured."
Viola didn't say anything.She walked forward without looking back.Her cold expression showed that she was in a bad mood, and
it was a sign that she would lose her temper.
Ormand swallowed saliva as he followed closely behind Viola.He was thinking about how to explain reasonably.
"Honey, the babies are still young, and they are prone to bumps on the road of growth.It's normal to have a fever and have a little
illness..."
Viola stopped and turned back to glare at him.

Ormand seemed to feel the threatening gaze.He obediently closed his thin lips and followed Viola without a word.
The two returned to the hotel without a word.
Viola had been looking at her cell phone the entire time while checking the plane ticket.
The tickets back to the United States in the evening had already been sold out, so they could only take the earliest flight back
tomorrow.
But when they arrived, it would be early in the morning.
While thinking about how the babies were suffering from high fevers at such a young age, Viola felt sad and nervous.
Her heart ached, and she wished she could immediately fly back to protect her two babies.
After reaching the room, Viola began to pack her luggage.She bought the earliest ticket for tomorrow, and it was at six
o'clock.She knew that she would have no time to pack up the next morning.
So she had to pick up the items she didn't need and save time for the next day.
The presidential suite was filled with a depressing atmosphere.
Ormand stood there quietly for a while.
After seeing Viola completely ignoring him, he could not help but feel uncomfortable.
He went up and consciously helped Viola pack the luggage.
He walked to Viola's side and crouched down to pack up the luggage.
But Viola turned around and left.
"Viola? "Honey..."
Viola ignored him.
He felt so suffocated.
On the flight here, Viola said that if anything happened to the babies, she would not let Ormand off easily.

But Ormand would rather Viola beat him up a few times to vent the anger.
He couldn't bear the depressing aura, and he didn't want Viola to ignore him.
As he gloomily thought about it, the sound of footsteps wearing slippers approached from afar.
He looked up and saw that Viola had found a clothing rack out of nowhere.
It was terrifying.
"Honey?"
Ormand stood up and hurriedly retreated.He couldn't help but swallow saliva.
Viola walked toward Ormand in an imposing manner.
And she was holding a "weapon".Ormand was forced to the corner.His tall and broad back looked weak and helpless at that
time.
"Honey, let's talk things out.You can't beat me so casually.The clothes hanger you are holding is made of iron.Are you really
going to break my legs?"
The other end of the clothes hanger was pressed against Ormand's chest.
Ormand was frightened.
"Ormand, is this how you apologize?"
Ormand was speechless.He raised his hands and pretended to surrender.
"I was wrong."
"Why?"
Ormand thought for a long time, but he did not answer.
Viola's eyes were full of tears.She stared at Ormand in disappointment and disbelief.

"If you stayed at home to take care of the babies and didn't sneak over, Aedan and Mila wouldn't have been brought improperly
to the garden by Leia and Aracely.
Then they wouldn't have a fever.
This was completely avoidable.
"Ormand, as adults, we will suffer when we have a fever, let alone such small babies.Your children suffer from illness because of
your mistakes and willfulness.Do you not feel guilty?"
Ormand could not refute.He was indeed wrong about the babies getting sick.
Viola felt bad for the babies’ illness.
Ormand felt very distressed about it.
"Sorry, I wasn't considerate enough.I accept my punishment."
He walked to the desk beside him, bent over, and rested his elbow on the table.
Viola swung the iron clothes hanger down heavily.
There was a beating sound.But the sound was muffled.
The clothes hanger hit Ormand's butt.
Ormand hissed softly, clenched his fists, and endured the pain silently.
And there were two more beating sounds.
Two more times in a row.
And Ormand was beaten in the same position.
"Ouch..."
That position was the weakest of the body's skin, so the pain was the strongest, and it was a continuous attack.It hurt so much.
Ormand's body trembled slightly as he turned around pitifully.

"It hurts so much...Honey, are you going to break my legs?"
Viola stopped waving her hand and stared at Ormand without saying anything.She neither denied nor admitted it.
It was obvious that she felt distressed when she beat Ormand.
"Honey, my legs are very important.I can go back home faster if you don't break my legs."
Viola stared at Ormand seriously.
"Stop talking nonsense.How did I warn you on the plane? If you ever listened to my words, you wouldn't make our children have
a fever." Ormand said nothing.
Viola continued to complain, "They have a fever and are in pain.I feel bad too.I think you are the most heartless.Are you their
father?"
"I also feel bad.Not only do I feel bad for the babies, but I also feel bad for you," Ormand explained with a pale face.
Viola said, "It's all because of you.You should have been the one to go all out.It just so happens that your body hurts a little, so
you can seriously reflect on it."
Ormand was speechless.He wondered how it made sense.
As expected, Viola always had a reason to punish Ormand.
"All right, it's my fault.My legs deserve to be broken.And I deserve to be beaten."
He gloomily propped himself up again and waited to be punished painfully.
Viola tightened her grip on the clothes hanger in her hand and didn’t continue to beat for a long time.She couldn't bear to beat
Ormand too badly.She knew it would be painful if Ormand was beaten too badly.So she didn't want that.
Viola was in a dilemma.She just stood there with the clothes hanger in her hand.But she had already said those harsh words...
Right at that moment, her cell phone suddenly rang.
It was a video call from Jerry.
Viola thought that there should be news about the children.

Viola immediately threw away the clothes hanger, turned to pick up the cell phone on the bed, and decisively answered the call.
Ormand heaved a sigh of relief.He quietly rubbed his ass and followed Viola to the bed.
The video call was connected, and Jerry's handsome face could be seen.
His pajamas seemed to be loose while revealing his delicate and fair collarbone.
Ormand frowned with surging anger.
Viola didn't pay attention to Ormand.She stared at the screen with her beautiful eyes and asked Jerry, "How are the babies?"
Jerry pulled the cell phone away to show Mila, who was held by him on his lap.
Mila’s face was flushed because of the fever.
The pediatricians of the Hobson family's medical group had arrived and were preparing for the injection.
Little Mila seemed to know that she was going to get an injection.Her whole face was wrinkled, and her tears seemed to be all
over her face.She felt very sad about it.
After seeing how pitiful Mila was, Viola was about to cry.