A Vengeful Ex-Wife
Chapter 492 Sail Far Away

Coy bellowed in pain. It was the most painful thing he had ever felt thus far.

With a frown, James asked, "Do you promise to behave yourself from now on?" What had he done in his previous life to deserve a mischievous son like Coy? "Daddy, you're bullying me," Coy sobbed.

"I'm not bullying you, boy! I'm teaching you a valuable lesson," he retorted. "But I didn't do anything wrong. The maid said that I was a handful," said Coy. "Well, she was telling the truth. Is there something wrong with what she said?"

"No. But I wasn't in the mood when she told me that, so I jumped onto the stone and wanted to stay alone. She insisted on accompanying me and accidentally fell into the water. It had nothing to do with me." Coy felt he was deeply wronged.

"She was worried about your safety. Why did you jump onto the stone?" asked James.

"I was in a bad mood. Isn't that reason enough?"

The boy's words left James speechless. 'He is my biological son; I can't beat him up.'

After a while, he said to the crying boy, "Reflect on what you've done. As long as you don't admit to your mistake, you can't have dinner."

"I don't care! I ate an extra meal in the kindergarten anyway."

Coy retorted. James missed his wife so much, and he wanted to call her and tell her to come home to teach this disobedient child a lesson.

For some reason, he felt that Coy must've been his punishment for not treating Arthur well back then and for taking Maria's love for granted. He really owed them so much.

After James had closed the door and left, Coy wiped his tears and sat in his chair in the study.

He found a pen and a piece of paper to write on. His handwriting was rather unintelligible.

Afterwards, he ran out of the room to look for his father, and saw him talking to Maria on the phone. "Daddy!" he shouted.

James turned about and asked with a frown, "What is it?"

Coy handed him a piece of paper.

James took a look at what was written on the paper and ended his conversation with Maria. After reading it a few times, he finally understood what was written on the paper. Generally, the paper said, "Goodbye, Daddy. From tonight on, I'm going to sail far away."

Several of those words were spelt wrong. It took James a while to figure out what his son was trying to say. James looked at Coy and said earnestly, "It must've been hard for you to write this." Writing so many words at such a young age must've been really hard.

"Do you regret what you did now?" the boy said, looking as if he had won.

But to his surprise, James scoffed at him and said, "Okay, you can go. But you have to leave the card here." He was aware that his children had saved some pocket money of their own.

Coy couldn't believe what he was hearing. "Are you planning to let me starve to death?"

"Well, are you planning to annoy me to death?"

"No, I'm not! I just want to go on an adventure." Coy didn't want to be whipped by his father's belt again.

"To answer your question, I'm not trying to starve you. I just want to save some money." James wanted to save as much as he could for his wife.

"But, you shouldn't save money."

"Well, you shouldn't go on an adventure," James refuted.

This time, Coy was so angry that his cheeks bulged up. "Daddy, I want my mommy." His mother treated him better than his father ever did.

"Son, I want my wife." For him, his wife was the best person in this world.

"If you want your wife, then go after her yourself. After all, she's not my wife," Coy rebutted.

James had had enough of arguing with a child. "Get out! Focus on your studies, you brat. You don't even know what two plus three is. How do you still have the guts to negotiate with me?"

"I know it!" Coy held his ground. He did know what two plus three was.

"Oh, really? Then what is it?" "You're not my teacher. Why should I answer you?" James fell silent yet again.

He put his hand on his belt buckle. Coy was astute enough to notice it this time, so he decided to forget about the paper and his desire to sail away. He then turned around and ran away as fast as he could. This time, James decided to let him go because he had made an important decision.

He took out his phone and dialed Lawrence's number. "I'm transferring Coy out of his current kindergarten."

"What's going on?" asked Lawrence.

"It's getting harder and harder to discipline him lately. I want to transfer him to the kindergarten in your base. Whenever he tries to stir mischief, don't hesitate to punish him," James said flatly.

The military kindergarten followed strict rules starting from early childhood. It applied a closed management, where all kinds of physical exercises were conducted every single day. People of Lawrence's position would go there to give lessons at any point in time.

Once the children had graduated from that kindergarten, they would then be escalated into the affiliated primary school. Every child of that school had an excellent self-discipline, morality, and physical condition.

Of course, suffering and hardships were part of the process of improvement.

"Look, James, I know that you wouldn't hesitate on sending your son here, but what about Maria?" asked Lawrence.

"Isn't Mona in the kindergarten as

well? Why on earth did you let her be

part of it? Since a little girl can do this, Coy can, too. But if he can't, he's going to become pathetic for the rest of his life." He wasn't expecting that his son was a genius, but he wasn't going to allow him to become a loser either.

Lawrence chuckled. "It's a different story, James. My daughter is obedient and studies hard. Coy, on the other hand, is a prankster by nature. I'm sure he'll be strictly disciplined. And strict discipline means that he'll go through harsher trainings than others."

The military schools specialized on reforming unruly children like Coy.

"Only those who go through hardships can become the most successful," said James.

Since James had already decided, Lawrence didn't disagree. "Fine. I'll tell them about the transfer."

This kindergarten wasn't open to everyone who wanted to enroll, but for someone like James, there was no problem with it.

"Thanks."

When Coy found out that he was going to be transferred to a different kindergarten, his heart was overcame with curiosity and excitement.

But when James told him about the kindergarten, he burst into tears and didn't want to go anymore.

Although Maria felt sorry for her son, she was well aware that the boy needed strict discipline to behave. "Why are you crying? When you were in the nunnery, you worked really hard to learn martial arts. You didn't cry that time, did you?"

"It's different." Coy was really sad. He believed that his parents were abandoning him, and that must be why they were transferring him to that kindergarten. This way, he would only be able to come home once a week.

"There's no difference, Coy. Besides, Mona is also studying at that kindergarten. Think about it. If a girl can do it, so can you!"

But Coy didn't listen to her. "Mommy, I don't want to go. I don't want to see Mona because she's annoying!

Maria found his remark weird. "Mona is really adorable. Why do you dislike her?"

"Because she's annoying!" He would never tell his mother that the reason he disliked Mona was because she beat him in a duel.

After a long silence, James said, "Do

you know why Mona's a really good

martial artist? Because she trains at the kindergarten every single morning. If you go there, I believe that with your potential and intelligence, you'll become the strongest child in the kindergarten in less than a weak."

"I'm already the strongest child." Coy stared at James with tearful eyes.

"Your current classmates haven't practiced martial arts yet, but you have. Fighting them at their current state is just unfair. You must compare yourself to those who have trained like you. How about this? If you become the strongest child in that kindergarten, I promise you that you can choose any school you want to go in the future. What do you think?" He decided that the best way to convince him was to deceive him with a deal.

Coy sobbed and asked James for confirmation.

"Really?" "I promise," he replied.

"Okay!"

With that, Coy agreed to transfer into the kindergarten.

The sight of the children's unfamiliar faces did not sit well with Coy, especially when he saw Mona approaching him.