After divorce I am a billionaire novel Chapter 687

Malcolm froze for a while, and was speechless.

He was complained by his daughter before, and cheated for several times...

Then he was bullied by his son again today.

What should he do?

To punish me?

No, Spencer was frail. He was usually considerate and well-behaved, so Malcolm can't bear to punish him. He could be forced to suffer in silence...

Spencer tapped the speaker button on the mobile phone and asked Lyra who was on the other end of the phone,

"Mummy, Daddy just said that you like to cry and pretend to be pitiful in front of him. Did you hear that? Is that really the case?"

After a few seconds of silence on the other end of the phone, they heard Lyra 's sweet voice.

"I can't hear very clearly. Spencer, you can ask him again. I must listen carefully this time."

Although her voice was calm, Malcolm was keenly aware of the unusual unpleasantness in her tone.

Knowing that Lyra gave him an out, he took advantage of the situation, "Actually, I have not finished what I said just now. I am not the absolute leader at home, but only for you and Momo. I have an immediate boss..."

"My boss is your mommy, my wife."

"I supervise you and Momo. And she supervises me."

He made it louder and said seriously, "Besides, your mommy won't pretend to be pitiful. Before, when I was chasing after her, I pretended to be pitiful and miserable, and deliberately won her attention."

"I won't make your mommy cry, because as long as she sheds tears, no matter the reason, it's my fault."

Spencer looked confused, but listened carefully, "Wow, Mommy is amazing. Daddy is responsible for supervising us, and Mommy is responsible for supervising Daddy~"

Malcolm was wordless.

Then they could hear Lyra's chuckle soon coming from the mobile phone, "Spencer, you're right. This is the reason, and Daddy also said it very well. When I get off work, I will definitely reward your Daddy well."

Reward?

Malcolm frowned. Was he going to kneel at the keyboard for 15 minutes , or was he going to get a few whips?

Recalling the torturing experiences, his knees and palms couldn't help but feel inexplicably painful.

He gently asked Lyra on the other end of the line, "When do you get off work today? Do you want me to pick you up?"

"No, if you're not busy with business, just accompany Spencer. I just called and asked Anthony. He took Momo to the children's playground. I'll pick up Momo later, and come to the lab to pick up you and Spencer home."

Malcolm replied very obediently, as if he had done something bad.

The phone was hung up, and Spencer looked at Malcolm in surprise.

"Daddy, Mommy just said... to take me home? I heard it right? Can I go home and sleep?"

Malcolm nodded and kissed his small forehead lightly, "Yes, I has already asked Jimmy. He said that you're fully used to these liquids, and you no longer needs to live in the laboratory for observation. You can go home and live every day. And then during the day , I will personally send you here for an infusion."

Living in the lab all the time, he and Lyra had trouble taking care of Spencer and neglected Spencer's mental health.

In the future, if they take him home to live, the psychological problems will surely be corrected little by little.

Many of the elders of the White family were outstanding elites trained by the army, with upright spirits. For decades, only Ryan's family turned to be evil.

He didn't want his son to become a sickly devil with a dark heart in the future.

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Spencer's eyes were filled with joy to be able to go home.

After all, he was only a five-year-old boy, and when he was really happy, he expressed it.