Elara Cross

In the fourth year of my marriage to Lu Fei,
my son said to me, "You are just a blood bag for me and dad."
He said, "I don't want you to be my mom, I want Aunt Mingcan to be my mom!"
Looking at Mingcan's fair neck, I finally understood everything.
He stabbed my neck without hesitation to draw blood,
but he exercised utmost restraint with that woman.
I suddenly realized everything and dropped the divorce papers.
Lu Fei threatened me, "If you walk out of this door, don't expect to see your son again."
"I couldn't wish for anything better."

Father and Son Chasing Wife Together

The time when my parents visit is usually quite fixed.


But today, when I received the call, I was out shopping for clothes with Wei Yi.


Kids grow fast; you need to change clothes every year.


I answered the call, and they asked where I was.


I had given them a key, so by the time I got home, they were already cooking.


I told Yiyi to put the clothes in the washing machine for a wash.


Normally, whenever Wei Yi comes back when they visit, they would be all over her.


But today, they didn't, which was abnormal.


I went into the kitchen and quietly asked my mother, who was cooking, "Why did you come over today?"


Mom grumbled, "Can't we come to see you?"


I quickly said with a chuckle, of course, you can.


The atmosphere at dinner was even stranger, almost to the extreme.


Even Wei Yi noticed something was wrong and asked if I had upset Grandpa and Grandma.


During the meal, my father first gave me a serving of food.


Then he asked if I had met anyone suitable recently.


Chapter 18