Chapter 1931

My Ex-Wife and Kids Came In Like A Wrecking Ball Chapter 1931-“Uncle Jonah, I’ll do it!” Rosalie shouted. Byron also reacted and held onto Jonah.

Rosalie took a silver needle and wanted to open the study room door.

At the same time, Lucas shouted from inside the room.

“Byron, Rosalie, don’t come in. I have to face this no matter what. I want to get my mother back to normal.”

Rosalie stopped and turned around to look at Byron.

“No! Don’t do that. Son, don’t trigger your mother. It’s painful for her to face it!” Jonah looked worried.

“Uncle Jonah, please calm down!” Byron snapped.

It snapped Jonah out of his anxiousness, but he was still worried. “Byron, what should we do? She should not be in that state for long. Didn’t Rosie say that before?”

‘Yes, I know, but the person inside now is your son. Why would he hurt his mother? He has the same feelings as you. Do you understand, Uncle Jonah?”

If this continued, it would be an endless circle.

The last time, they went looking for an ancient witch in Africa and managed to make her normal for some time by hypnotizing her.

However, the witch was dead. There would not be a second one with the same ability.

Byron pondered and decided to support Lucas’ decision to try.

Rosalie understood her husband’s decision.

Thus, she comforted Jonah, saying, “Uncle Jonah, I know what Lucas is about to do. Since Auntie Tamsine has two personalities, let Lucas try to help her overcome the personality that should not exist.

Maybe he’ll succeed! Don’t worry. If anything happens, I can save her!”

Although Rosalie was unsure whether she could succeed, she had to assure Jonah to calm him down.

That worked, and Jonah was convinced.

“Lucas, pay attention to her condition. Call us if something is wrong with her!” Byron shouted.

Lucas nodded and looked at his mother, Tamsine.

That was not right! He observed and noticed his mother’s other personality had taken place. As his mother could not accept her sister’s death, she created an imaginary character of Lucas’ aunt, Tamara.

“Have a seat, Aunt Tamara. Maybe we should talk.”

Not knowing why, Lucas gradually calmed down.

In the past, seeing his mother’s fierce expression, coupled with those curses, he could not bear the pressure.

He did not feel that way anymore now.

His mother was Aunt Tamara now, so he decided to talk to her.

“What do we have to talk about? Lucas, it was you who killed me! You let me die in the well. You’re heartless! Lucas, I’m your mother’s sister, and I look exactly like your mother. Why are you so cruel?”

Waves of hysterical roar constantly rang in Lucas’ ears.

However, now, he was no longer afraid. Instead, he looked at his ‘Aunt Tamara’ calmly.

“Aunt Tamara, even now, I’ll only admit that it was an accident. I didn’t mean for you to fall into the well.

Have a seat!”

His voice was surprisingly calm.

‘Tamara’ still looked in grief, gnashing her teeth as she glared at Lucas.

“W-Why did you do that to me? Have you ever thought about how good I was to you? I bought you anything you wanted when you were a kid. I used to love you so much!” She went on and on.

Lucas looked at his mother sadly and continued.

‘Yes, Aunt Tamara. I admit that what you say is right! However, it’s clear that you changed first…

Somewhere along the way, you became jealous of my mom and wanted to replace her, didn’t you?”

He began to attack and questioned his ‘Aunt Tamara.’