Lahat ng Kabanata ng My Ex-Husband Wants Me Back: Kabanata 171 - Kabanata 180

Wyatt furrowed his brows slightly, and his face underwent a subtle change.Myla...It has been five years.He had always thought that Myla was dead.Because of Myla, his friendship with Joseph almost fell apart after so many years.He liked Myla, which was a secret he had always kept buried in his heart.The thing he regretted the most in his life was that he didn't have the heart to decisively take her away back then.He still remembered that his first encounter with Myla took place in the backyard of Kensington Manor.At that time, on the eve of the wedding, he arrived at the Kensington Manor to attend to Madam Kensington's recurring headache, as usual. From Madam Kensington's room, he had a perfect view of the south-facing backyard.It was evening that day.The glow of the sunset shone on her.She sat on the swing in the autumn, lightly tiptoeing the grass with her feet. Her two hands grasped the ropes,

Wyatt asked, "Where is the child? Is he here with you?"Elianna was somewhat surprised, "How did you know?"Wyatt said, "You should have known long ago that Zack is your son. He went missing in Bryston, so it must be related to you. So, did you take the child away?"Elianna smiled and said, "Yes, both children are safe. They are my sons, so naturally they will return to their mother. However, if Joseph insists on finding out the whereabouts of the two children, he really doesn't have to. He won't be able to find them."She felt relieved to confide in Wyatt because she knew he would never disclose all these matters to Joseph.Wyatt said, "I didn't expect you to be willing to admit it to me."Elianna said lightly, "Because I knew I could deceive Joseph, but I might not be able to deceive you."Wyatt breathed softly, "Myla..."Elianna, however, interrupted him, "Myla has already 'died', I am not 'Myla', I am Elianna, this is my tr

Although Uncle San was usually very busy, spending most of his time in the special forces, either participating in training or engaging in various missions.At first, my grandfather was particularly afraid of receiving phone calls from the military.Jayson's unit, during the execution of missions, was not allowed to disclose any information about the unit or mission plans. The third category of units had the highest level of confidentiality, and Jayson was the highest-ranking commander in the third category. Once on a mission, he would disappear as if evaporated from the face of the earth. Therefore, if a call came from the unit, it meant that something had gone wrong.So, when Jayson could freely communicate later, he would usually send Rigoberto a text message first to avoid scaring him.Owen has always been proud to have such a handsome uncle...Of course, he was proud, and he wouldn't be willing if his uncle wanted to train with him.At

Jayson turned on the hairdryer, set it to a gentle breeze, and gently asked the little guy to blow his hair.Long slender fingers, accompanied by a warm breeze, threaded through his hair, drying each strand.Owen closed his eyes contentedly, and a smile couldn't help but curl up at the corners of his lips.It was so comfortable.From childhood to adulthood.Although Owen didn't have a father, he never envied other kids who had one. Instead, he was the object of envy for many children.It is not because of anything else, but precisely because he had four uncles.I heard from my grandfather that during the time when my eldest uncle was born, it was the period when the family planning policy was implemented.The Carrington family had a total of five children, and they paid a considerable price for it.The fine alone was imposed heavily.However, fortunately, at that time the Carrington family had some wealth. Otherwi

Joseph said, "Grandma, the child is at Bryston Kindergarten. I gave him a lot of homework, so he didn't have time to come back."Madam Kensington grumbled in a displeased tone, "Why do you give the child so much homework? He is so young, children of his age should play happily every day, instead of being forced by you to do so much homework every day! He is your son, the eldest grandson of the Kensington Group, and in the future, he will be the heir of the Kensington Group. Being part of such a family, he doesn't need to work so hard! Don't expect too much from him in everything."Joseph, "It is precisely because he was my son that I wanted him to be more excellent."Madam Kensington hummed and argued with him, demanding her great-grandson, "I don't care, I want to see my great-grandson! Tomorrow, you bring him back! And... stop bothering with that woman named 'Wyndham'! You even accompanied her to Bryston for treatment, all these years, if it weren't for you tr