My Ex-Wife and Kids Came In Like A Wrecking Ball novel Chapter 48

Chapter 48 The Two Who Have Daggers Drawn

Knowing that he was late, Byron did not notice the two in the car as he strode into the kindergarten

He noticed two people standing next to the slide the moment he entered, as well as Estie who had practically burrowed herself into Rosalie’s arms.

“Estie‘s Daddy, you‘re here!” 

The teacher respectfully greeted immediately upon seeing who had arrived.

Byron nodded slightly and he walked to the front of the three of them. He glanced at his daughter, then looked at Rosalie coldly. “Why are you here?” Sensing the hostility surrounding the man, Rosalie inexplicably frowned. To the side, the teacher looked at them in surprise. “Do you two… know each other?” She had thought that Rosalie did not know Estie just now. However, it was not hard to imagine that they would know each other considering Estie‘s dependence on Rosalie.

Rosalie nodded to the teacher noncommittally and then met the man’s eyes. “I came to pick up my children from school, but your daughter wouldn‘t let go of my clothes. I could only wait with her here.”

Hearing the words ‘your daughter’ from her mouth, Byron’s expression abruptly sank For this woman to say such words in front of her own daughter, she was really too cruel! Rosalie was unaware that she had said anything wrong. She just saw the man’s expression sink suddenly before he looked at the little girl beside her. “Come here.” Byron stretched his hand out toward Estie with a sullen expression. Estie looked at her daddy‘s hand, then looked up at the beautiful lady beside her. Her eyes were filled with reluctance and some grievance. It had not been easy for her to be with the beautiful lady, but why was her daddy being so fierce…

Byron’s expression became even uglier as time went by with Estie not letting go of her hand. Rosalie finally lowered her gaze as she bent down to touch the little girl’s head. “Your daddy has come to pick you up. Hurry on and go back with him. I also have to leave now,” she comforted her. With that, she stood back up straight and thought of leaving as soon as Estie let go. Estie did not let go, and no matter how ugly Byron’s expression was, she just stared at Rosalie longingly.