A Vengeful Ex-Wife
Chapter 478 The Maid's Complaint

"I see. I'll tell Mr. Xi now. Bob isn't even five years old, though. Don't you think it's too early to be this strict?" The maid wore an expression that made it seem like she wanted the best for Maria. Maria almost burst into laughter due to the annoyance she was feeling. "Am I his mother, or are you?"

The maid felt wrong. "Of course, you are. I'm just trying to do what's the best for Bob."

Maria cast her a cold glare and said, "Just do your job well, and don't worry about anything else. Now, go on! Call James over."

"Yes, ma'am."

After saying that, the maid left.

Boston was curious about what was going on. "Mom, Mary looks upset."

Maria asked, "Does Mary help you bathe all the time?"

"Yes. But Mommy, I'm all grown up. I can bathe myself from now on."

Maria didn't ask any more questions. "I will bathe Coy first. You should wait for your dad to come."

"Okay."

In the study

While James was typing on his laptop, he heard a

knock coming from the door. "Come in."

The door opened, and Mary came in. "Mr. Xi, the boys' mom asked you to to bathe Bob."

Her voice was choked with sobs. James glanced at her and found tears in her eyes. "What happened?" he asked flatly.

"Here's the thing. I've always been helping the boys take a bath. Tonight, their mom told me that they no longer need my help, and insisted that you bathe them instead. But I know how busy you are, Mr. Xi. I've already explained this to her, but she said that I wasn't doing my job well."

James closed his laptop and stood up. When he passed her by, he warned her, "She's right. When she told you to call me over, you just needed to do as she instructed."

Mary was surprised to hear that. When she got ahold of herself, she nodded at once. "Yes, Mr. Xi. I understand!"

James left the study, and she wiped away her tears in a hurry.

She couldn't figure out why he would protect an arrogant nun.

Upon James' return to the bedroom, Boston had already taken off his clothes and had been waiting for him. The moment he saw his father, Bob got out of the bed and said, "Dad, I need to bathe."

James picked him up and went to the bathroom.

In the bathroom, Maria had just put Coy into the child's tub. James put Bob into the adult's bathtub.

She concentrated on bathing Coy, and didn't say anything even though she knew that James had come in. James took off his coat. When he passed by Maria, he said, "Put them together. I'll bathe them at the same time." "That's not necessary. I know how busy you are these days. How could I trouble you with something like this?" Hearing that, James paused for a moment. "Are you angry?" he asked in a calm voice.

"You're overthinking." How could she be angry just because of an insignificant person?

James didn't say anything else. But Coy said he wanted to take a bath together with Bob in the bigger tub.

Unable to convince him otherwise, Maria transferred him to the bathtub that Bob was in.

Afterwards, the brothers laughed and screamed together in the tub.

Maria, who had been used to tranquil silence, was almost deafened by their squealing.

She then washed her hands and walked out of the bathroom to prepare the kids' pajamas.

The second she got out, Mary coincidentally came into the bedroom, carrying two sets of children's pajamas.

Seeing Maria, she greeted her with a nod and went on her way to the bathroom.

Maria decided not to stop her, and just went to the balcony to take a break.

It had been over two years since she set foot in H City. From where she standing, she realized that the city had grown much more prosperous than before. 'Am I really going back to this life?'

If she really were to return to H City, she would have to face endless open and secret fights once more, as well as a myriad of annoying trifles.

But if she decided not to come back, there would be no other place for her to go. 'I can't leave H City with my two sons, can I?'

She figured that with James' power and sphere of influence, he would be able to track her down and bring her back in no time. Then, he would imprison her for a lifetime.

Coy was the first one to leave the bathroom. He was wearing blue pajamas, rushing out and mouthing words that nobody could understand.

He wanted to climb onto the bed, but when he saw Maria on the balcony, he decided to go to her instead. "Mommy, are you missing me?"

Maria turned around and smiled at her beloved son. "You're right here. Why do I have to miss you?"

Coy climbed onto a chair, tilted his head, and asked, "Mommy, when will you give birth to a little sister for me?"

'Why did he suddenly mention having a sister? James must've put weird ideas into his head again!' she thought. "A sister? Coy, do you really want a sister?"

"Of course, I do! Mona is so cute!" Mona's adorable face flashed into Coy's mind.

"Did your daddy say something to you?"

"Yes. He asked us to help him, so that Mommy would soon be pregnant with our sister." Coy counted his fingers and mumbled, "One sister, two sisters, three... Mommy, I want nine sisters!" Maria was stunned. 'Does my son think I'm a pig or something? How could he demand so many babies from me?" "My dear, sisters aren't like pups or baby pigs."

"Okay. So, Mommy, how many sisters will we have then?"

In a perfunctory manner, Maria answered, "As many as you want."

"Then let's have one hundred!"

With no other choice, she explained, "I'm not a pig. I can't give birth to that many." Besides, even a pig might not be able to give birth to a hundred little pigs. "Then, how many sisters can you give birth to?" Coy asked innocently.

"Just one!" She had to undergo C-section when she gave birth to Bob, and for Coy, it was a natural birth. If she were to give birth again, she could only have one more. Of course, it would still be better if she didn't have to give birth to another baby.

'Wait! What the hell am I thinking?

Why am I talking about this with Coy?'

When she came to her senses, it was all too late. Coy had already gone to bathroom and shouted, "Daddy, Mommy said that she would give birth to a sister for me!" She wanted to cover his mouth, but it had already

been said.

"Okay. One is fine," James replied briskly.

Maria was at a loss for words. 'What the hell is wrong with me?'

In the evening, the family of four slept in the same bed. Maria and James were sleeping on opposite sides, while the kids were in the middle of the bed.

As Maria narrated fairy tales for the kids, James rested his head on his arm, intently listening to her story and staring at her with an affectionate gaze. Before it was half past nine, the two kids finally fell asleep.

Back in the nunnery, Maria lived an average life. She went to bed early, and got up early every single day. And now, she was so sleepy that she fell asleep the second she put the book on the nightstand. In the bedroom, only James was awake. It seemed as though this moment made him happy beyond words.

In the middle of the night, while Maria was sleeping soundly, she felt someone heaving pressing on her body. She wanted to open her eyes, but her eyes were too sleepy to open.

His kiss was very domineering, and his breath was ragged and short. Before she suffocated from the kiss, he finally let her go. However, what he did next was much more unbridled.