A Vengeful Ex-Wife novel Chapter 492

Coy bellowed in pain. It was the most painful thing he had ever felt thus far.

With a frown, James asked, "Do you promise to behave yourself from now on?"

What had he done in his previous life to deserve a mischievous son like Coy?

"Daddy, you're bullying me," Coy sobbed.

"I'm not bullying you, boy! I'm teaching you a valuable lesson," he retorted.

"But I didn't do anything wrong. The maid said that I was a handful," said Coy.

"Well, she was telling the truth. Is there something wrong with what she said?"

"No. But I wasn't in the mood when she told me that, so I jumped onto the stone and wanted to stay alone. She insisted on accompanying me and accidentally fell into the water. It had nothing to do with me." Coy felt he was deeply wronged.

"She was worried about your safety. Why did you jump onto the stone?" asked James.

"I was in a bad mood. Isn't that reason enough?"

The boy's words left James speechless. 'He is my biological son; I can't beat him up.'

After a while, he said to the crying boy, "Reflect on what you've done. As long as you don't admit to your mistake, you can't have dinner."

"I don't care! I ate an extra meal in the kindergarten anyway.”

Coy retorted. James missed his wife so much, and he wanted to call her and tell her to come home to teach this disobedient child a lesson.

For some reason, he felt that Coy must've been his punishment for not treating Arthur well back then and for taking Maria's love for granted. He really owed them so much.

After James had closed the door and left, Coy wiped his tears and sat in his chair in the study.

He found a pen and a piece of paper to write on. His handwriting was rather unintelligible.

Afterwards, he ran out of the room to look for his father, and saw him talking to Maria on the phone. "Daddy!" he shouted.

James turned about and asked with a frown, "What is it?"

Coy handed him a piece of paper.

James took a look at what was written on the paper and ended his conversation with Maria. After reading it a few times, he finally understood what was written on the paper.

Generally, the paper said, "Goodbye, Daddy. From tonight on, I'm going to sail far away."

Several of those words were spelt wrong. It took James a while to figure out what his son was trying to say. James looked at Coy and said earnestly, "It must've been hard for you to write this." Writing so many words at such a young age must've been really hard.

"Do you regret what you did now?" the boy said, looking as if he had won.

But to his surprise, James scoffed at him and said, "Okay, you can go. But you have to leave the card here." He was aware that his children had saved some pocket money of their own.

Coy couldn't believe what he was hearing. "Are you planning to let me starve to death?"

"Well, are you planning to annoy me to death?"

"No, I'm not! I just want to go on an adventure." Coy didn't want to be whipped by his father's belt again.

"To answer your question, I'm not trying to starve you. I just want to save some money." James wanted to save as much as he could for his wife.

"But, you shouldn't save money."

"Well, you shouldn't go on an adventure," James refuted.

This time, Coy was so angry that his cheeks bulged up. "Daddy, I want my mommy." His mother treated him better than his father ever did.

"Son, I want my wife." For him, his wife was the best person in this world.

"If you want your wife, then go after her yourself. After all, she's not my wife," Coy rebutted.