My Ex-Wife and Kids Came In Like A Wrecking Ball novel Chapter 3

Rosalie only felt worried on their way out of the airport and had turned back from time to time to make sure if the man had followed them.

Fortunately, they did not see the figure again by the time they walked out of the gates of the airport.

Rosalie was relieved.

The two little ones she was leading found it strange that their mommy turned back almost every three steps along the way.

However, noting her nervous appearance, they knew this was not a good time to ask her questions. They just followed her as they walked out.

“Rosalie! Lucian, Nox!”

A female voice sounded from a distance.

The three of them looked up and saw a woman across the road who was dressed smartly. She was waving as she smiled and walked quickly toward them.

Looking at the individual, Rosalie slowly relaxed and a smile appeared on her face. “Mary, long time no see!”

Mary Wilson was her best friend when she was in college. She was now also a doctor and worked in her own hospital.

Mary quickly walked up to the three of them and hugged her. Her tone was full of intimacy. “You guys are finally here! I’ve been waiting so long. I missed you all so much!”

Rosalie answered softly with a smile, “Me too.”

They had kept in touch over the years, but it was online most of the time and they rarely had the opportunity to meet.

Mary hugged her tightly, then crouched down again and pulled the two little ones into her arms one by one. “Babies, do you guys miss your godmother?”

Lucian and Nox laughed softly and cutely and replied in unison, “Of course! We even dream about meeting you each night! You’re still so beautiful!”

“Such sweet talkers!”

Flattered by two cute kids, Mary’s eyes formed crescent moons from her smiles.

Rosalie still felt a sense of crisis. She glanced at the gates of the airport and unassumingly urged. “Let’s not stay here. Let’s go back before talking about anything.”

Mary kissed the two little boys on the face before getting up contentedly. She helped Rosalie put away her luggage and then hurried away with the three.

At the same time, Byron’s tall figure appeared at the gate of the airport.

“Put off all international matters.”

The man coldly instructed Luther Klein, his assistant.

Luther nodded and replied, “Master, we have sent people to expand the search area for the little lady. She is small enough that she couldn’t have gone far. There is no need to worry too much.”

The little lady of the family had always been the apple of her father’s eye. Those jobs abroad were nothing compared to searching for the little lady.

Byron’s deep eyes were dark, and without a word, he strode toward the Maybach on the roadside.