Go After My Ex-wife

Zorion let out a long breath and smiled at his mother. His complexion was pallid. as if he were on a deathbed. Seeing her son like this, Lottie went to him, sat down, and pulled him into her arms. "It's all my fault. I only had my mind set on going on vacation. I went everywhere and neglected the both of you. It's all my fault."

All of a sudden, Lottie took all the responsibilities upon herself, with tears streaming down her face. The infectious sorrow affected Deanna, precipitating her tears.

Rhys could not bear to see his daughter cry. He raised his hand and waved it. He only had two treasures in his life. No matter how bad they were, he was their father all the same. Besides, they were in love. What was wrong with that?

Deanna slowly walked over and stood in front of Rhys like a child who had misbehaved, lowering her head, owning up to her mistake.

Rhys patted the seat beside him. Deanna sniffled and sat beside him. Rhys slowly turned around and raised his hand to wipe the tears off her face. "Sweetie, are you groggy? Any symptoms of morning sickness?"

Deanna shook her head and sniffled. "Only that I grew to have a big appetite. I ate all the food Zorion can't finish."

Deanna didn't give a clear explanation. Perhaps, it was because Zorion had given her the greenlight to keep her baby that she felt as if all the obstacles had been cleared, leading up to her behaving much more freely.

Rhys laughed and said, "Don't cry. Dad is very happy. My baby Deanna already has someone she likes. But when it comes to the matter of me becoming a Grandpa, it was still very sudden and unexpected." "I had always thought that Zorion would be the first to have a child."

Rhys hugged her and raised his hand to pat Deanna on her shoulder.

With her nose still tingling, she hugged her father and sobbed.

Where the two men sighed at the same time, the two women began to cry and had no intention of stopping.

After a long time, the family was no longer sad, and they sat on the bed, having a heart-to-heart talk.

The father and the son sat on one side, while the mother and daughter sat together. Lottie held Deanna's hand tightly, for fear that she might misunderstand and do something stupid.

Her daughter was her flesh and blood. She would be the one to love her daughter the most.

At that moment, Deanna suddenly felt blessed. It was all because they all loved her, and no one wanted to harm her baby.

Lottie also cried until her eyes were swollen, but seeing that Rhys had something to say, she fell quiet.

"Tell me, what are you going to do?" Although they were family, the matter still had to be solved.

Zorion did not answer. He just sat on the bed, coughing. Seeing him coughing, Deanna went to their bedside and fetched a pill. "Zorion."

Zorion looked at the pill in front of him and popped it into his mouth. He felt much better, but he still did not speak.

Pitying him, Lottie suddenly said, "It takes two to tango in a relationship. If she isn't gonna take part, you should give it up." Deanna looked at Lottie and didn't dare to say much. Rhys was waiting for Zorion to speak. Should they split up or continue? Zorion thought for a long time. "I love her!"

Lottie was stunned for a moment. "You're so young. Isn't it too Tristany to say that you're in love? Why don't you think about it again?"

Zorion shook his head. "I've thought about it very clearly. I've been thinking about it these days. In the past, I always thought that the person I liked was Raeleigh. Later on, I discovered that it's not true." "I had yet to meet the one for me. I didn't know what love is until I met her!"

Lottie sighed and looked at her husband helplessly. "Rhys?"

Rhys glanced at her. "I know."

"Since you like her, you should hurry up and tell her. Ask her if she is willing to accept you, and if not, why?

"Love is such a sublime creation. It can go bone-deep and it can sear itself in the deepest recesses of your heart. But even if you're willing to spend your life with someone, it doesn't mean you love her." "But you have the right to know if there is an opportunity to continue."

"Ask her."

Rhys wanted him to cheer up. Zorion hesitated for a moment. "I know."

Now that his son had agreed, Rhys turned his attention to the daughter. "And what about you?"

Deanna pondered for a moment, her heart pounding. Should she say it or not?

After turning it over in her head for a while, Deanna said, "I like J."

Lottie asked, "As in Jacky Scott?"

Deanna nodded. Lottie didn't respond but Rhys said, "Do you want to give birth to this child?"

"Yes, I do." Deanna nodded. Still wet behind the ears, she seemed to know nothing about the world.

"Do you wish to marry him?"

"Yeah." Deanna responded once again, her clear eyes laying bare her resolve.

Rhys asked, "What about him? What did he say? Will he marry you?"

"He... I don't know." Deanna thought for a long time. "But he refused to let Zorion make me terminate the pregnancy and said that he would take me to Waverly Village."

"Take you away?" This wasn't Lottie's favorite word. "In other words, eloping, you mean?"

"No, I'm willing to go with him."

Zorion almost laughed, but Rhys beat him to it. "If you're not willing to go, then would he force you?"

"But I wanted to go to the village. Zorion is always threatening me, so I gave him a taste of his own medicine. Jacky promised me that if Zorion forces me to get rid of the child again, then he would gather his men from Waverly Village," Deanna said, her chest puffing out. Lottie's face was drained of color. How could this child drive a wedge between her boyfriend and brother?

This was outrageous!

Deanna could not care that much. If she wanted to protect her baby, in Jacky she would trust.

At Waverly Village.

In the basement of Jack Town Hotel.

Jacky walked in front. The few of them led the way, with Jepherson and Santiago following closely behind.

When he reached the door of a large metal door, Jacky waved his hand, indicating for everyone on both sides to leave. He personally walked to the door and turned the rotating lever to open the door. With creaking sounds, Jacky forcefully pushed open the metal door.

The inside of the space was lit with dim yellow lights. Jacky did not enter but he waited by the side. Santiago glanced at him before stepping inside. Following behind was Jepherson.

When the two brothers had both entered, Jacky closed the heavy metal door and turned the revolving lever. His back was facing the door as he waited. He took out a cigarette and lit it outside.

There were still a few people standing not far away. When they saw Jacky smoking, they all came over to ask about Jepherson and Santiago.

Jacky only smiled. "The more you know, the more dangerous it is. Don't ask about anything. Stay far away."

"Then, why are they going in? Aren't there a few fugitives inside?"

"Quit blabbering." Jacky gave that person a kick and rolled his eyes. The few of them hurriedly scampered away as Jacky scolded them, "F*ck off!"

Just as they were about to leave, a blood-curdling scream rang out from the iron door behind Jacky.

Everyone looked at the metal door. Jacky acted as if he hadn't heard anything. He took a drag of his cigarette and lowered his head, scrolling his phone. Even staying for another moment would be too much. The others immediately left the basement.