It’s Hard To Control My Naughty Wife!

Ian understood what was going through Zia's mind, but he didn't want to say anything about it, because it was not something he could clearly express.

Instead, Ian sat beside Zia's bed and took her eyes off the knife on the table by leaning to the side, obscuring her view.

"Want to go out for a bit with me?" Ian asked with a smile on his lips.

However, Zia instead averted her gaze, as if she didn't want to see Ian there, then said in a low muttering voice, "Go away, I want to be alone."

"But, I want to accompany you here," Ian said earnestly. After seeing what kind of intent flashed across Zia's eyes, there was no way Ian would let her be alone or leave without caring what would happen to this woman.

They weren't close, but that didn't mean Ian would turn a blind eye to Zia's suffering.

Ian wouldn't say that what Zia did was right, but he wasn't in a position to judge how this woman lived her life, especially since Ian couldn't say that he was proud of himself or the way he had been living his life so far.

"I want to be alone," Zia repeated and then lay back on the bed before covering herself fully with the blanket, not even leaving her face.

Meanwhile, Ian simply kept his word. The man didn't even move an inch from Zia's side until Diego returned to accompany his daughter, having finished his work.

No other family had come to visit Zia. Either they were busy with their own lives or they were too embarrassed to acknowledge Zia as family after what kind of disgrace this woman had brought upon herself.

As for Hailee, because of her pregnant condition, it was not possible for her to travel back and forth between city A and city R. Even so, she would never forget to call and ask about Zia's condition every day, even though her cousin would not take any calls from her.

Zia seemed to be at the lowest point of her life and nothing else could make her happy again like before.

Now, she looked much different than she had weeks ago.

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In a restaurant that was less crowded.

At a table that tended to be in the farthest corner from the entrance and was almost impossible to locate through a fleeting glance, two Tordoffs were sitting facing each other, with two cups of coffee between the two of them.

The two stared at each other for a full minute, as if they were judging each other, or thinking hard about what they were going to say.

It was Ramon who then finally broke the silence between them.

"So, is there anything you want to tell me?" he asked, leaning his back against the plush chair. He looked at Lis with a probing gaze, reading every little move his mother made.

"I don't feel like I have anything to say to you," Lis said calmly. She was in complete control of the situation.

"How about starting with Lexus?" After the question was posed, Ramon could see the change in Lis's expression, where she looked quite surprised and took some time to return to her calm expression again.

There were several things that Margaretha told Ramon, but what surprised her the most was this one issue.

Even though Ramon had thought of the worst, but facing the fact that it was a reality, a small part of Ramon's mind still continued to resist.

"What about Lexus?" Lis asked. She then reached out for her coffee, but Ramon pushed his mother's coffee cup out of her reach.

Ramon knew Lis's habit, his mother would drink or eat something when she was nervous or didn't want to talk, as if she could swallow back the words she should have said with those drinks or food.

Lis then glared at Ramon for doing that, but then she calmed down and leaned her back against the back of the chair, just like Ramon did.

Both mother and child have the same tendency while doing things, which proved that some traits were genetically inherited.

"Who is Lexus's father?" asked Ramon bluntly. He didn't have time to talk verbatim to Lis, because Hailee was waiting for him in the car right now.

And after all, their conversation would not progress any further and no information would be obtained by Ramon in that way.

"What do you mean by asking like that, Ramon!?" cried Liz. Her voice rose and her eyes stared fiercely at her first son. A highly sensitive reaction from someone who feels cornered.

"I'm just asking, who's Lexus's father?" Ramon repeated his question, he didn't care about his mother's glare. "You can answer it without raising your voice, but if you act like this, I will feel there is something wrong with the question."

"Of course it's wrong! Something is indeed wrong with that question!" Lis hissed, she tried to lower her voice because she didn't want to attract unnecessary attention from the people around them, but it was very difficult to suppress her bubbling emotions and hide the fact that her body was starting to tremble with the rumbling of her heart.

"Then why don't you just answer it?" Ramon still maintained the same expression.

"I don't need to answer that stupid question!" Lisa growled. She then leaned in even further to reach for her coffee cup and this time Ramon didn't stop her, it seemed his mother did need some caffeine to deal with her irregular heartbeat.

"That doesn't answer my question though," Ramon sighed. He then leaned over and looked at Lis more seriously. "Or should I change the question?"

Lis then did the same as Ramon. "You can't intimidate me Ramon, remember that you are my son."

Ramon ignored that last sentence and left Lis even more speechless when he changed his question.

"Then can I ask, who is Leon Dawson?" Ramon smiled slightly when he saw how Lis took a sharp breath, gasping unconsciously. "Or should I call him Herbert Long? Because he seems more comfortable with that name."

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Hailee looked out of the car window with a worried expression, as it had been an hour since Ramon had left with Lis for a conversation and neither of them had returned.

What happened? What were they talking about?

And again, Hailee felt a sudden pain in her stomach and her hand automatically went to her stomach which was now a small bump, rubbing away the pain while leaning her body against the back of the chair.

Hailee closed her eyes trying to calm down and not think about anything, it was just that the more she tried to clear her mind, the more things flashed before her eyes.

The only person you can't lie to is yourself...

"Are you okay?" Pyro asked when he saw Hailee closing her eyes with a frown.

"Yeah, I am fine..." Hailee said weakly. Her hand was still on her stomach, but then Hailee felt something warm running along her thighs…

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