“You may stop coming altogether,” he enunciated every word and uttered them through gritted teeth
while wearing a frosty expression on his face.
Sasha was rendered speechless.
F**k!
“Just ignore him, Mommy. He’s always like that.”
Unexpectedly, Ian came out just then. Witnessing his father being an insufferable bully again, he put on
an icy look and immediately came to his mother’s aid.
Sasha instantly broke out in cold sweat.
However, Sebastian only shot his son a glare before turning to leave. Thank God this a**hole is tolerant
toward his own son.
Sasha finally loosened up after he was gone.
“Little Ian, umm… I won’t be coming tonight, so be a good boy and don’t forget to eat your medicine
before going to bed, okay? I’ll visit you tomorrow morning.”
“Mm.”
Ian nodded expressionlessly and went back to his room.
Of course, he understood why his mommy wasn’t coming later. He had a brother and a sister out there,
and he didn’t wish for them to be neglected because of him.
Hence, Sasha picked up the two children from preschool that evening and didn’t go back to the villa
anymore.
“Mommy, did you go look after that sick boy today? How is he?”
This was the first thing that came out of Matteo’s mouth after coming back from preschool.
Sasha was cooking in the kitchen just then and didn’t think much about her son’s question, so she
merely replied, “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 over right then and sprawled next to her brother. “Matt, does that mean Ian’s okay now?”
“I guess so, but I don’t think we should try to matchmake Uncle Solomon and Mommy anymore. I think
Ian got sick because of this.”
“Ah? Really?” Vivian gasped softly.
“Yeah, you know how smart he is. When we didn’t let Mommy go there, he must’ve figured out why and
started worrying. That’s why he became sick.”
Matteo was smart as well. After a whole day of thinking, he managed to put two and two together.
Hearing her brother’s explanation, Vivian lost interest in the cartoon playing on the television, 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 with Mommy.”
Matteo fell silent.
What else can we do?
We can only think of a way to stop bad Daddy from bullying Mommy.
Matteo decided to wait until Ian was fully recovered to call him and discuss this matter.
It was a cozy and peaceful night for the family of three.
The next day, Sasha woke up very early. Her mind was filled with thoughts of her eldest son who was
sick.
Besides getting up early 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 the
kitchen, he took it upon himself to put on his clothes and also helped his sister to get ready before
walking into the kitchen together.
“Mommy, are you cooking this for that boy?”
“Yes. He’s sick, so I made some soup for him, hoping that he’ll get better soon.”
When Sasha saw both children fully dressed, she was touched and delighted at the same time.
Vivian came over to sniff the pastries just then. “Mommy, are these all for him too?”
“No, no. Some of them are for the two of you. How could I forget about my two precious babies?” Sasha
hurriedly explained.
Then, she picked up a warm pastry and gave it to her daughter.
They were all her children, so of course she would never be biased toward any one of them.
Once Sasha made sure they had eaten their fill, she went downstairs while holding Matteo in one hand
and Vivian in the other. After sending them to preschool, she rushed to Frontier Bay.
“Little Ian, are you awake?”
Royal Court One was beautiful in the morning, with various types of flowers blooming around the garden.
As the sun glowed brilliantly, the entire place seemed to be enveloped in a golden veil.
It was a sight to behold.
Sasha entered the villa with the medicinal soup in hand and was about to go upstairs to see her son.
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