Chapter 137
My Ex-Wife and Kids Came In Like A Wrecking Ball
Chapter 137 Youâre Also Turning Bad Seeing the little lady crying like this, Mrs. Zora hurried forward and urged, âMadam, the little ladyâs condition has been acting up these two days. She was also beaten by Miss Fuller, and her condition has just improved. Sheâs still unstable, donât scare her.â
Mrs. Zora had spent the night thinking about it and could guess who had laid hands on the little lady.
Now, in order to persuade the madam, she bit the bullet and voiced her guess.
Melody, however, was unconvinced.
âWendy already told me about this. Estie was being disobedient, so Wendy just taught her a lesson in haste. She has already apologized to me. As for Estelle, Wendy will be her stepmother in the future.
Estelle, you canât be so mischievous.â
Hearing what the madam said, Mrs. Zora could say nothing more. She just looked at Estie with a hurt gaze. The little one had just come out of her own world, and now, she was crying like this. Mrs. Zora was afraid that she would regress to how she was yesterday.
Hearing their conversation, Lucian and Nox had also guessed that this was Estieâs grandmother, but they did not care about who she was. They immediately retorted, âEstie wasnât being bad! It was wrong for that bad lady to strike a child! Why do you believe an outsiderâs words when they said that they were just teaching Estie a lesson? Donât you feel sad that she was beaten up like this? If my mommy hadnât taken good care of her, Estie wouldnât even be okay now!â
Melody was not happy to be told how to do things by the two children. âWhat do you know? Donât interrupt in adult matters!â
With that, she grabbed Estieâs arm again. âLook at their family. Theyâre not educated at all. If you stay with them any longer, youâll only be badly influenced. Come back with me now!â
Estie stood where she was, her arm hurting from being yanked. Her tears were rolling down nonâstop, and her eyes were full of resistance.
Rosalie did not want to meddle in matters concerning Estie anymore after the previous conversation, but seeing the little one crying like this, she could not help but recall how she had looked the day before. Eyebrows furrowed, she said, âMrs. Lawrence, I heard that you usually adore Estie very much.
Is this how you adore her? Estie is crying so badly, yet youâre not willing to listen to her wish?â Melody sideâeyed her.
âWho knows what kind of drug you gave my granddaughter?!â While the group was deadlocked, the doorbell rang again. Lucian knew that at this time, it must be their daddy who had come. He immediately ran to open the door. Byron was stunned for a bit when he saw the little guy at the door.
He then noticed that the expression on his face seemed to be a little angry. Looking up, he saw that his mother was in the living room, grabbing Estieâs arm forcefully while Estie was crying with a heaving chest.
Seeing this, Byron frowned slightly. He strode in, reached his hand out, and broke his motherâs grasp.
âWhat are you doing?â Melodyâs expression chilled even more. âIf I hadnât come, my granddaughter wouldâve become someone elseâs.â
With that, she glanced at her son, disgruntled. He did not even inform a word to her about such a huge matter that was leaving her granddaughter in the care of someone else. Not to mention, the person was Rosalie Jacobs! Hearing this, Byron glanced over at Rosalie. Rosalieâs expression was indifferent.
The atmosphere in the living room was somewhat rigid.
Seeing this, Byron looked at his mother again and said in a deep voice, âLetâs talk.â With that, he turned and left out the villa door. Melody looked at her sonâs back suspiciously. After hesitating for a few seconds, she followed him out.
The moment she was out the door, she immediately expressed her stand. âLet me say this first. I donât care what youâre going to say to me today, Iâm definitely leaving with Estelle today!â