President's Substitute Wife novel Chapter 409

I was shocked. I turned around and saw Sean standing not far away. He didn’t push the shopping cart. He had only one energy drink in his hand.

He just seemed to want to buy a drink.

Sean was looking at us. He looked very unhappy.

I couldn’t help feeling nervous.

Actually, it was more than three months since we last met.

But he didn’t contact me. I saw him here when I wanted to give up. It was a bit ironic.

“Dad!”

Lester ran over first.

Philip asked me, “Becky, is he your ex husband?”

Ex husband.

Was he my ex husband?

Strictly speaking, he was.

I nodded. “Yes.”

Sean looked down and smiled at Lester. The smile was obviously perfunctory. Then he came to us.

He stood in front of Philip. He was a little taller than Philip. He stared at him and looked at me coldly and asked, “who is he?”

“He...”

I wanted to explain, but soon I didn’t think I needed to. I had nothing to do with Sean anyway. Why should I explain?

I said, “does it have anything to do with President Jessop?”

Sean’s face got worse.

At this time, Lester shouted, “he’s Philip! Mom asked Philip to play with me during my holiday! Philip taught me and played games with me. Philip is good!”

Lester was a child and naive. His eyes were as bright as stars when he was talking.

He couldn’t see Sean unhappy.

But I could.

And the more Lester said it, the worse Sean looked.

When Lester finished, Sean’s expression did not change, but he must be furious.

I thought he would do something or say something.

But Sean said nothing. He put his energy drink on the shelf and turned away.

I wanted to stop him. I opened my mouth and held back.

I was fine on my own, wasn’t I?

I didn’t need him. Without him, my life was very peaceful.

So I didn’t need him.

I told myself in silence.

But I felt frustrated.

He walked out of the supermarket and I said, “let’s keep shopping.”

“Mom, is Dad angry?” Lester looked up and asked me. He was confused.

I shook my head and didn’t know how to explain it to Lester. Finally I just picked him up and put him in the shopping cart and said, “no, he’s just too busy.”

“Really? I thought he abandoned me.”

Lester was aggrieved.

I looked at him and was sad but I didn’t know how to comfort him.

At this time, Philip raised his hand and rubbed Lester’s hair and said, “no, every father loves his own children best, and he will not leave his own children.”

“Really?”

“Yes!”