My Gorgeous Wife is an Ex-Convict (Grace) novel Chapter 905

Chapter 905 

Mrs. Corbyn felt bitter once she talked 

about it. 

Compared to Paisley Daniels, what happened to her daughter was too 

tragic. 

“Mom, stop!” Kyla Corbyn said quickly. After all, her son was right beside them 

and she did not want him to hear about 

the grown-ups’ grudges. 

Mrs. Corbyn seemed to come to herself 

and shut her mouth. 

Fortunately, Nelson was focused on his 

surroundings. 

With each passing day, Kyla Corbyn felt her uneasiness growing stronger and 

stronger. She could not wait for the three 

of them to get into the high-speed train. 

Finally, an announcement that they needed to check-in began to play through the broadcast. 

However, Nelson wanted to go to the washroom, so Kyla Corbyn turned to Mrs. Corbyn and said, “Mom, look after our luggage. I’ll take Nelson to the 

washroom.” 

“You gotta hurry. They’re checking us in 

now,” said Mrs. Corbyn. 

“Alright, I got it,” replied Kyla Corbyn as 

she took her son by the hand and went to 

the washroom. 

She took her son to the women’s 

washroom because he was too young to 

go to the men’s washroom alone. 

Luckily, there were doors in every cubicle 

in the women’s washroom which was 

relatively private, and no one usually had a problem with it. 

After the little one finished his business, Kyla Corbyn picked him up by the sink so that he could wash his hands before she 

led him out. 

“Mommy, are you scared?” his childish 

voice suddenly asked. 

Kyla Corbyn looked down at her son in 

surprise. “Nelson, why do you think so?” 

“Because the way you look now is just 

like when Ben is afraid of the monster,” 

said the little one. Ben 10 was the latest 

cartoon he had watched. 

Kyla Corbyn was stunned. ‘Not only my 

mom but even my son can sense my 

fear? Am I being that obvious?’ 

“I’ll protect Mommy! Don’t be afraid, Mommy,” Nelson said earnestly. 

Kyla Corbyn’s eyes reddened. She could 

not help squatting down to hug her son. 

“Okay, I won’t be afraid,” muttered Kyla Corbyn. Giving birth to Nelson was probably the best choice she had made. 

She would take good care of her son. She would keep Nelson from any harm, even if she had to sacrifice everything. 

Kyla Corbyn did not come to herself until she heard another announcement 

over the broadcast about the check-in process. She quickly took Nelson out of 

the bathroom. 

She had only walked a few steps when she suddenly came to a halt. Her body trembled uncontrollably while all the 

colors faded from her face. 

‘No way! How could Martin Weiss be 

here?’ A sudden fear gripped Kyla