A Vengeful Ex-Wife novel Chapter 461

"Get down from there! Otherwise, I'm going to call your brother and ask him not to visit you next week," said Maria.

When Coy heard that, he stopped climbing further up the tree and looked down at his mom. "Mom, I'll go down as long as you promise not to hit me!"

'Huh? I have to teach him a lesson!' "Fine. Just get down from there!"

Upon hearing that, Coy began sliding down by holding onto the tree trunk. But before he could even reach the ground, Maria grabbed him.

She held him in her arms, ignoring the fact that he was trying to break away from her She then slapped his buttocks several times.

Coy groaned in pain. "Mom, you didn't keep your promise. You told me that you're not going to hit me!"

"But I didn't hit you, I was just punishing you for being a naughty boy," Maria answered.

The little boy was rendered speechless. Adults were so mean.

The moment Lucille saw her hit the boy, she quickly took him from Maria and said, "I think that's enough of a lesson, Maria."

"Lucille, please take me away from my mom. She doesn't love me anymore," Coy remarked, taking this opportunity to cling his arms onto Lucille's neck.

"Put him down, Lucille. Just wait and see, Coy. I'm going to kick your ass!"

Lucille walked away with the boy in her arms. "All right. I'll take him to have lunch. You should come along, Maria."

The boy happily leaned on her shoulder and even made a face at Maria.

Maria didn't know how to react.

She had asked herself countless of times where his son inherited his thirst for mischief.

On the other hand, Norman walked into a ward.

A month had passed since he last visited this room.

The man on the bed had been lying there for over two years. He was now as thin as a rake, and there was no more trace of his previous muscular body.

With his hands in his pockets, Norman stood at his bedside, staring at the sickly man for a few minutes. Moments later, he snorted. "You pathetic loser!

Your wife has been a nun for two years, and your youngest son can climb trees now, and yet here you are, still sleeping like a log.

If I hadn't shown HL Group any mercy, it would've been gone ages ago."

After saying that, Norman turned around and left without looking back.

Once he was out of the ward, he ran into Boston. It seemed that the boy was here to visit his father along with Sebastian.

Upon seeing Norman, Sebastian cast him a glance; guilt was ever present in his eyes. "Norman..."

No matter how hard he tried to get close to Norman in the past two years, Norman was always giving him the cold shoulder.

Nodding slightly at Sebastian, Norman squatted in front of Boston, touched his head and said, "Next time, I'll take you to see your mom and brother, okay?"

At the mention of his mother and brother, a bright smile appeared on Boston's face. "Sounds great!"

"Well, go on then. Go see your father! Tell him to wake up quickly. Or else, your mother will find you a new father."

He was just joking, but Boston took it seriously. "Uncle Norman, who will be my new father? Do you know any suitable candidate? If you do, then let me meet him. I'll assess if he's good enough for my mother."

Norman was stunned. 'Where in the world am I supposed to find such a man?' Looking embarrassed, he answered, "I'll look for someone. And if I find someone decent, I'll show him to you."

"Okay."

After that interaction, Norman left the hospital.

While taking Boston into the ward, Sebastian said to him, "Norman was just joking. Your mother aren't marrying anyone else."

Boston glanced at his unconscious father on the bed. "Grandpa, I think it's best for my mom to marry another man. Dad doesn't even want to wake up. That's probably because he doesn't want Mom anymore."

"That's not true, Boston. Your dad is just too ill right now, but he'll wake up soon. Don't worry!" As time passed by, the boy had grown more and more mature. Sometimes, Sebastian could barely supply the child with reasonable answers to his questions.

"All right." Boston sat close to James and pinched his cheek. "Dad, if you keep sleeping like this, Mom will marry another man, and take me and my younger brother with her."

James was comatose in the hospital, while Maria was here, living a carefree life. But he and Cooper were carrying such heavy burdens on their shoulders.

"James hasn't woken up for two years. Quite possibly, he may never wake up again. I'll take you to see him. Perhaps it might become the last time you'll ever get to see him," said Norman.

Maria shook her head in refusal. "I won't go. Everyone is trapped by their own fate. It will be better for him to leave this world. At the very least, he won't suffer any longer."

"Are you saying that... you want him to die this way?" he asked.

'Did I say that?' Maria rolled her eyes. "Of course, the best case scenario is he'll survive," she said.

"The fact remains that he's still alive, but he's slowly dying. If you don't go there and give him a bit of hope, he might end up living like this even after I've died of old age." The more Norman thought about it, the angrier he felt.

Had James fully recovered from his injuries, Norman and Cooper wouldn't have to be so stressed all the time.

And as for Maria, he was certain that James wouldn't allow her to stay here for the rest of her life. He would've already convinced her to leave the nunnery.

In the face of Norman's impatience, Maria sipped a glass of water. "I have nothing more to do with him. You don't have to keep persuading me. If you have so much time on your hands, why don't you work on something more productive?"

Norman fell silent. A woman's cruelty was such a horrible thing.

Meanwhile, the two kids were still playing and soaking in sweat. The moment they came back, they ran into Maria who was looking forthem.

She kissed Boston's forehead and said, "Good boy, it's going to rain soon. You should go home with Norman now!"

Hearing that made Boston feel upset. "Mom, can I sleep over here on my next visit?"

Once, during a holiday, he had stayed the night at the nunnery. Without hesitation, Maria said, "Okay, but for now, go home. It's not easy to go down the mountain, you know!"

"Okay. Bye, Mom! Goodbye, Coy. Take care!" Boston obeyed his mother and bade them farewell.

"Bye, Bob!" As Norman and his brother walked further and further away, disappointment grew in Coy's heart.

LARK COLE

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