"You may stop coming altogether,” he enunciated every word and uttered them through grittedteeth while wearing a frosty expression on his face. Sasha was rendered speechless. F**k! “Justignore him, Mommy. He's always like that.” Unexpectedly, lan came out just then. Witnessing hisfather being an insufferable bully again, he put on an icy look and immediately came to his mother'said. Sasha instantly broke out in cold sweat. However, Sebastian only shot his son a glare beforeturning to leave. Thank God this a**hole is tolerant toward his own son. Sasha finally loosened upafter he was gone.“Little lan, umm... I won't be coming tonight, so be a good boy and don't forget to eat yourmedicine before going to bed, okay? I'll visit you tomorrow morning.” “Mm.” lan noddedexpressionlessly and went back to his room. Of course, he understood why his mommy wasn'tcoming later. He had a brother and a sister out there, and he didn’t wish for them to be neglectedbecause of him. Hence, Sasha picked up the two children from preschool that evening and didn't goback to the villa anymore. “Mommy, did you go look after that sick boy today? How is he?” This wasthe first thing that came out of Matteo’s mouth after coming back from preschool. Sasha wascooking in the kitchen just then and didn’t think much about her sons question, so she merelyreplied, “He's doing alright. It's not that serious, so he's almost fully recovered.”“Really? That's great!” Matteo could finally relax after a whole day of worrying. Vivian walked overright then and sprawled next to her brother. “Matt, does that mean lan’s okay now?” “I guess so, butI don't think we should try to matchmake Uncle Solomon and Mommy anymore. I think lan got sickbecause of this.” “Ah? Really?” Vivian gasped softly. “Yeah, you know how smart he is. When wedidn't let Mommy go there, he must've figured out why and started worrying. That's why he becamesick.” Matteo was smart as well. After a whole day of thinking, he managed to put two and twotogether. Hearing her brother's explanation, Vivian lost interest in the cartoon playing on thetelevision, scooting closer to Matteo with a cute frown on her face.“Then what should we do? Bad Daddy is always so mean to Mommy. I don't want him to be withMommy.” Matteo fell silent. What else can we do? We can only think of a way to stop bad Daddyfrom bullying Mommy. Matteo decided to wait until lan was fully recovered to call him and discussthis matter. It was a cozy and peaceful night for the family of three. The next day, Sasha woke upvery early. Her mind was filled with thoughts of her eldest son who was sick. Besides getting upearly to bake some pastries, she also made some medicinal soup that could boost his energy,planning to bring everything over to the villa later.Matteo had always been a sensible child. When he woke up and saw that his mother was busy in thekitchen, he took it upon himself to put on his clothes and also helped his sister to get ready beforewalking into the kitchen together. “Mommy, are you cooking this for that boy?” “Yes. He's sick, so Imade some soup for him, hoping that he'll get better soon.” When Sasha saw both children fullydressed, she was touched and delighted at the same time. Vivian came over to sniff the pastries justthen. “Mommy, are these all for him too?” “No, no. Some of them are for the two of you. How couldI forget about my two precious babies?” Sasha hurriedly explained. Then, she picked up a warmpastry and gave it to her daughter.They were all her children, so of course she would never be biased toward any one of them. OnceSasha made sure they had eaten their fill, she went downstairs while holding Matteo in one handand Vivian in the other. After sending them to preschool, she rushed to Frontier Bay. “Little lan, areyou awake?” Royal Court One was beautiful in the morning, with various types of flowers bloomingaround the garden. As the sun glowed brilliantly, the entire place seemed to be enveloped in agolden veil. It was a sight to behold. Sasha entered the villa with the medicinal soup in hand andwas about to go upstairs to see her son.
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