My Ex-Wife and Kids Came In Like A Wrecking Ball

Chapter 267

Was This Good For The Little Kid? 

“What are you doing here?” 

Byron brought Wendy to the edge of the woods and asked with a blank expression. 

Hearing this, Wendy looked at the little one in her arms. “I was worried about Estie, so I came here to have a look. Don’t worry, I won’t cause you any trouble.” 

After she spoke, Byron’s cold, hard voice sounded again. “Since you’ve checked and Estie is doing well, you can go back now.” Wendy’s expression froze. “Byron, I came all the way here. You can’t possibly not even have a meal with me or something, right…?” 

After saying this, she lowered her head in remorse and muttered, “I know that you’re still blaming me for the last time I laid my hands on Estie, but I swear I didn’t mean it. All these years, I’ve always treated her as my own child. How can I even bring myself to harm her? Besides, you’ve taught me a lesson for what happened the last time. Please just forgive me.” When she brought up the time she hit Estie, Byron’s expression got even colder. “I’m not the person you should be apologizing to.” 

little one in her arms

the embrace, but she did not have

had loosened her grip, she immediately pulled her arm out and reached

out and took

don’t have anything malicious intentions toward her.” Wendy knew that she would not get Estie’s forgiveness and pretended to reproach herself. As she finished talking, she

their marriage was going to become a

lower lip The coldness on his expression also disappeared as he said indifferently, “It’s almost lunchtime now. You should go back after that.”

a trace of disappointment crossed Wendy’s face. She then cheered herself up

the window to get her meal as Wendy followed behind them.

a meal this way. He was inexplicably

was rushing to stick to Byron’s side again but was surrounded by some parents. A few of them looked at Wendy flatteringly. “Miss Fuller, your relationship with President Lawrence

was feeling happy as she was praised by them and smiled noncommittally. “It’s what