Chapter 145
My Ex-Wife and Kids Came In Like A Wrecking Ball
Chapter 145 He Doesnât Want Us, We Donât Like Him Nox was hungry. When he heard him ask what they wanted to eat, he immediately withdrew his attention from the layout of the restaurant and began counting on his fingers as if he were counting treasures. âI want to eat pork chops, fish, fried chicken⦠My brother and I like those best!â
Hearing this, Byron turned to look at Lucian, who was silent beside him.
Lucian did not want to answer at first, but when he heard that Nox had spoken, he could only nod silently.
Byron ordered some dishes based on the childrenâs taste. For a moment, he did not know what to say to the children, hence there was silence at the table.
After the dishes were served, Byron also asked the waiter to put down two of the dishes in front of the boys.
Lucian thanked him politely and distantly at this. âThank you, Uncle.â âYouâre welcome.â Byron nodded noncommittally. He had not spent much time with the boys, after all. His tone was also a little stiff.
Although he did not feed them like how Rosalie would during dinner, he still grabbed some dishes for the children from time to time.
The children were feasting hard with their heads buried.
âAre they to your tastes?â Byron could not think of a conversation topic. After a moment, he thought of a question to show his concern. Nox raised his head. He touched his stomach and pondered carefully before answering seriously, âTheyâre delicious, but not as delicious as Mommyâs cooking!â Hearing this, Byron raised a brow curiously.
âDoes your mother usually cook for you?â Nox did not think much of it and answered truthfully, âYeahâ¦
When sheâs not busy, sheâll cook for us. But sometimes when sheâs busy, Mommy doesnât necessarily have time to eatâ¦â Saying this, a look of concern made its way onto the little oneâs face.
âMommy surely has not eaten now.â
Hearing this, Estieâs eyes shone with some admiration. She also wanted to eat the beautiful auntâs cooking every day! Byron, however, did not notice her thought. He was just somewhat curious about Lucian and Noxâs daily lives.
âSo what do you guys do when your mommy gets busy?â Byron regretted it a little after he said that.
Naturally, their father would take care of them when Rosalie got busy. It was unlikely that it was only the three of them abroad.
Thinking of this, he could not help but think of that little woman.
She looked a lot sharper and fiercer compared to six years ago. This seemed like it could be explained by her skinnier figure.
Nox was not really sure what Byron was thinking. He just answered naively, âWhen Mommy is busy, mommyâs teacher or assistant will help take care of us. Sometimes, Mommy will take us to the research institute. The uncles and aunties there like us a lot!â
Hearing this, Byron suddenly came back to his senses. Confusion filled his eyes as he felt some displeasure in his heart. âWhat about your father? Why doesnât he take care of you?â
The two boys were stunned when he asked that.
Father? Their father was right there. It was just that he did not know it.
Lucianâs chopsticks came to a stop silently as he frowned. Not allowing Nox to talk anymore, he looked at Byron and asked, âWhy do you want to know?â
Byron was a little stunned. After a moment, he answered as if nothing had happened, âItâs nothing, just a brief concern.â He stared at him for a long time before withdrawing his gaze angrily and replying in a moderate voice, âWeâve never seen our dad since the day we were born. Daddy is a bad guy. He doesnât want Mommy and he also doesnât want us. I donât like him!â With that, he looked up to glance at Byron again before lowering his head to resume eating.