Angelo Herran, carrying his small school bag, goes upstairs with Montrelle Herran, one small and onerge, looking at each other with wide eyes.


    Angelo Herran shrugs his neck and says, a little frightened, “Dad, what are you doing looking at me like that, I haven’t done anything wrong.”


    “Don’t you know your mother will worry if you go off with a stranger without telling her?” educated Montrelle Herran.


    Angelo Herran replied, “But Dad, that’s not a stranger, that’s my real grandfather, and as soon as I saw him, I thought he looked like Dad and me too.”


    The corners of Montrelle Herran’s mouth twitched, Mr. Herran was old, how could he see the resemnce?


    “Which of your eyes sees the resemnce?”


    Angelo Herran spat his tongue, “Both eyes see the resemnce…. Dad, I’m not running away again, let’s call Mom!”


    Montrelle Herran was stunned, a little embarrassed, his phone had just run out of battery, he charged it for a while, turned it on and handed it to Angelo Herran.


    The man pursed his lips and said, “You can call him yourself.”


    Most importantly, Montrelle Herran had not yet decided what to tell udio Belles about his identity.


    He was very afraid that the little woman would hold a grudge and divorce him.


    Angelo Herran didn’t think much of it and dialed right away, “Why isn’t Mom answering the phone?”All text ? N?velD(r)a''ma.Org.


    Montrelle Herran was a little embarrassed, she wasn’t still angry, was she?


    After a while, the call was answered and before Angelo Herran could speak, udio Belles cursed.


    “Montrelle Herran, you bastard! You son of a bitch! And you know you have to call me! You big liar!”


    The harsh female voice burst out, causing both Angelo Herran and Montrelle Herran to crane their necks.


    Montrelle Herran felt like she was on her way to the crematorium …


    Angelo Herran pouted, he had no guts in front of his angry mother, women are much scarier than men when they get angry.


    “Mom … I’m Angelo…”


    udio Belles: “…”


    After a few seconds of confusion, udio Belles also lectured his son: “Do you still know how to call your mother to check? Angelo Herran, it is I who raised you, how can you be as heartless as your father? You two … you are really white wolves.”


    Angelo Herran felt quite aggrieved, “Mom, I’m not a wolf, I came with Grandpa to help you bring Dad home!”


    Would Montrelle Herran ever return to his small family? He was the sessor of a multinationalpany, and when he returned to The Herran family, how could he ever return to his little eighty-square-meter house?


    The more he thought about it, the more aggrieved udius Belles was, the more he cried over the phone, having been deceived in his person and in his heart, and having given birth to a child.


    “Liars… you are liars! Montrelle Herran how could you do this to me!”


    udio Belles’ usation was so loud that Montrelle Herran could hear it clearly over the phone.


    Montrelle Herran took the phone from her son and gestured for him to go y with it.


    Angelo Herran ran off to the side to y with a new toy and only then did Montrelle Herran perk up, “Honey, I’m sorry, I…”


    Before Montrelle Herran could finish his sentence, udius Belles cried even louder as soon as he heard his voice: “Montrelle Herran you bastard!”


    “Yes, I’m an asshole.”


    “Mountainle Herran! You are a big liar!”


    “Yes, I am a liar, I promise, I will never lie to you again.”


    udio Belles blew his nose as he used him of his crime: “I will never believe you again!”


    “Dear udio…” Montrelle Herran called his nickname sharply.


    udio Belles wiped his tears and scolded him: “It’s so disgusting, who let you scream like that! Aw… Montrelle Herran, you bastard! Why should I marry you! The person you cheated on me… and my heart… and I gave you Having a baby !”


    “It’s all my fault, I never found the opportunity to exin, I’m sorry.”


    “Isn’t it fun to make fun of me? You rich people love to do this role-ying of the poor? I’m sure you’veughed at me many times in your mind! Montrelle Herran… I want to divorce you! Divorce!”


    Upon hearing the word “divorce,” Montrelle Herran immediately lost herposure.


    The man’s face was somber and his tone was cold: “What did you say, udio Belles, don’t you dare repeat it.”


    “…”


    udius Belles was surprised by the man’s somber tone and choked up. Montrelle Herran, a man who was rarely angry with her and had been married for three years, never lost his temper with her, but if he did … udius Belles was very afraid.


    Montrelle Herran has an overwhelming presence, the majesty of a king, and she dares not disobey.


    But, at this juncture …


    udio Belles was stunned for only a few seconds before he shouted again: “You lied to me, you bullied me… and now… you’re being mean to me! you misbehave with me! It’s a divorce!”


    “…”


    Montrelle Herran raised a hand and pinched his eyebrow bone.


    Coaxing his wife was a skillful job, and he had not found the little woman so difficult to coax before.


    Without saying a word, udio Belles hung up.


    This is the first time he hangs up on you.


    When Montrelle Herran called back, the woman simply stopped answering the phone …


    Angelo Herran walked up with a model car and asked, “Dad, can I have this model car?”


    “You can keep it if you want.”


    “Thanks, Dad! Dad, how did you and mom get along?”.


    Montrelle Herran grimaced, “Don’t be a child about adult matters. Besides, I’m going out, you sleep by yourself and talk to your grandfather if you need anything.”


    “Good! Dad, go and get to work.”


    As Montrelle Herran came down the stairs, Mr. Herran saw him leaving and asked, “Where are you going sote at night?”


    Montrelle Herran growled, “If you hadn’t done what you did, why would I be out sote looking for my wife?”


    Mr. Herran:”… you…! What, are you still going to take that woman to the Herran family?”


    Montrelle Herran, with a slight sidelong nce, stared at Mr. Herran and spoke with unusual seriousness, “I tell you that udio Belles is my wife, Montrelle Herran, for the rest of her life, and no woman can take her ce.”


    With these words, Montrelle Herran left directly from the vi in his car.


    Mr. Herran sat down on the couch, somewhat puzzled, and asked Rayman, who was standing next to him, “Rayman, are you saying that he really loves that woman?”


    Raymanughed, “I think the master is serious this time, otherwise, with his character, how could he have children with Miss udio? As you know, what the master doesn’t want to do, no one can force him to do”.


    “What about True Jesus? He used to break up with me for Verdad Jesus.” Mr. Herran didn’t understand anything about the young man’s loves.


    “My lord, all that is past, and I see that the master, after recognizing True Jesus as a man, has no more thoughts about him, but the master has a different opinion of this Miss udio. For three years now, as far as I know, the master has been living in poverty with Miss udio, and he helps Miss udio in the housework, how could the master of old, help a woman in the housework?”


    Mr. Herran frowned as he realized this was not a simple matter, “Can the boy do the housework?”


    “Yes, when the masteres back with Miss udio, you can even show him a pair of hands when the master feels like it one day.”