Anthony didn't lift his eyelashes, appearing unusually calm as he casually explained, "She has something important to attend to and needs to get off nearby. Be understanding and don't bother her."
Mavis could only follow along, "Yes, there's something urgent I need to take care of. I will accompany you next time, okay?"
Alistair pouted and shook his head in confusion.
"It's so late. What could you possibly have to do? Are you getting tired of me?"
"How could that be..."
Mavis lovingly held Alistair's face in her hands and explained carefully, "I'll never tire of you. Tonight is just a special circumstance where I got the chance to see you at Lyre Spiti and spend some time with you. You're such a good boy. Make sure you listen well to your great-grandmother and aunt at home."
"I understand," Alistair obediently nodded while holding onto her hand tightly. "Mommy, I don't want you to go~"
The soft voice made Mavis feel uneasy as tears welled up in her eyes; she wished she could spend every moment with her son.
Beside them, Anthony lowered his gaze while absentmindedly fiddling with his expensive watch without expression before reminding them coldly, "We should go now."
He was urging Mavis out of the car.
Without saying anything more, Mavis glared at the man who spoke so heartlessly before opening the car door and leaving.
"Mommy!"
Alistair's shout was drowned out by the wind as he tried opening the window again for one last look but had it blocked by Anthony pressing down on it firmly.
"Why did you stop me from talking more with Mommy?"
Anthony held onto his small hand firmly before placing it back into its original position, "It's time for us to go home."
Although young in age, it didn't mean he couldn't understand anything at all.
Alistair looked up confusedly towards Anthony, "Why do I feel like you're malicious towards Mommy? Why would you do this? Real men should protect women. How can you bully her!"
Anthony felt an unnamed anger brewing inside him, but restrained himself from lashing out, "I'm not bullying her. It has been five years since we last saw each other. My temper has improved significantly since then. You should ask what she has done during these past few years."
He believed that he had already shown enough magnanimity when she worked together with Lyra and Malcolm on her fake death scheme, which deceived him for so many years.
Alistair muttered under his breath, "But what did Mommy do wrong again? Aren't girls supposed be treated gently like princesses? Daddy, you aren't patient or gentle enough towards Mommy. if I were Mommy, I would want to leave you!"
Anthony frowned deeply upon hearing this comment while looking very serious indeed
Alistair noticed it and immediately became nervous. He quietly shifted his small buttocks to the side, keeping a safe distance from his angry father.
But Anthony did not act impulsively on his son, but asked, beating about the bush, "Alistair, if you mother really wants to leave me in the future, and she finds you a stepfather, will you be willing to follow her?"
"Impossible!"
The little one was so excited that he almost jumped up to refute it.
"Mommy won't find a stepfather for me, and I trust her!"
Anthony sneered, "I mean if, hypothetically speaking, such a situation were to occur."
The little one still shook his head stubbornly, "Daddy, you may find a stepmother for me, but Mommy can't find a stepfather!"
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