Chapter 925
“Will Daddy live with Mommy, Grandma,
and me from now on?” Nelson asked with
his childlike voice again, full of longing.
He saw in cartoons that family members lived together!
Martin Weiss stared at his son. He was
about to speak, but Kyla Corbyn had already gone ahead and said, “Alright, Nelson, he… Daddy… has something to
do and has to go now. Why don’t we say
goodbye to Daddy?”
It took her a lot of effort to utter the word
‘Daddy’.
“Daddy’s not going to stay with
us today?” There was a hint of disappointment in the little one’s voice.
“This place is so small. It will be too
crowded… if Daddy stays with us,” said Kyla Corbyn as she looked at Martin Weiss almost imploringly.
She only hoped Martin Weiss would stop speaking and not destroy the innocent
child’s world.
Martin Weiss frowned. The words he
intended to say seemed stuck in his
throat. Under her eyes, he had become somewhat speechless.
‘Am I kidding myself? Why should I care
about the look in her eyes?
‘I’ve never owed her anything. She owes
me!’
However, despite this, Martin Weiss did
not say anything.
Kyla Corbyn quickly said, “Nelson, come
and say goodbye to Daddy. It’s getting
late. You should go to bed now.”
The little boy was obedient and waved
to Martin Weiss. Then, he once again
expressed his hope that his parents could live together.
Kyla Corbyn only felt an indescribable
bitterness when she heard this.
When Mrs. Corbyn took Nelson to the washroom to wash up, Kyla Corbyn
looked at the man in front of her and
said, “Martin Weiss, no matter what
happened to me and you, I hope you won’t tell the child anything that will upset him or destroy his hopes.”
“He’ll know sooner or later. What
difference will it make?” he said.
“Nelson doesn’t matter to you at all,
does he? Why do you want to disturb our
peace? You said you wanted revenge. Alright, I’ll let you take it out on me. Three
and a half years in prison and a stab in the stomach aren’t enough, so tell me,
what will satisfy you? I can cut off my
arm or leg,” said Kyla Corbyn.
As long as she could keep Nelson, she
would do whatever it took.
His expression gradually turned livid.
“Kyla Corbyn, what makes you think cutting off your arms and legs would be
enough? I won’t let Nelson follow you
anymore. I told you, I’ll make sure you
won’t have the right to see him!” His cold
voice escaped his mouth.
With that, he turned to leave.
“Martin Weiss!” She suddenly cried out
his name, both her hands seized his
She just wanted to raise her child and be with him as he grew up! Why was
something so simple so hard for her?
