The Ex-Wife's Triumph novel Chapter 224

"Mr. Jules, what is a suitor?"

Jules paused for a moment, then smiled and ruffled the boy's hair. "It means you are your mommy's number one guy!"

"No," Seven corrected immediately in his soft voice, his little eyebrows knitting together slightly as he stated seriously, "I am Mommy's son!"

His manner clearly implied that Jules was wrong.

Lucy looked at his serious little face, reached out to gently smooth his furrowed brow, and explained softly, "Mr. Jules is right. You are Mommy's son, and you are also the most important boy in Mommy's heart. Being both isn't a conflict."

When they stepped onto the cruise ship, Seven's eyes were full of excitement. He tugged at the corner of Jules's shirt joyfully. "Mr. Jules, this is my first time on a cruise ship!"

Jules rubbed his head, smiling as he played along. "What a coincidence, it's my first time too."

As soon as he finished speaking, Seven struggled down from his arms and took small steps toward the deck. "I want to see the ocean!"

He ran toward the cabin exit. Just as Jules was about to follow, the nanny had already quickly chased after him.

On the other side, Kingsley and his two companions were preparing to enter the cabin when they ran right into Seven running out.

The little guy looked up and politely raised his little chin. "Excuse me, Mister. Please let me pass."

Kingsley's gaze seemed nailed to Seven. His heart contracted violently, and he forgot to react for a moment.

Seeing that he didn't move, Seven frowned slightly. Just as he was about to speak again, Kingsley slowly stepped aside like a puppet on strings.

That crisp "Mister" landed right in the sorest part of his chest, leaving a slow, grinding ache behind..

Seven turned toward the voice and looked at Kingsley with unfamiliarity. Lucy had taught him not to talk to people he didn't know.

He immediately tightened his grip on the nanny's hand and said quietly but firmly, "We don't know each other. No talking!"

After saying that, he pulled the nanny toward the other side of the deck.

The words hit Kingsley like a barrage, one after another, giving him no time to breathe. Ethan hurriedly tried to patch things up, patting his arm. "My nephew has high vigilance. Once he gets to know you, he surely won't be like this."

Kingsley watched the small figure walking further away, the loneliness in his eyes almost spilling over.

He could only reassure himself repeatedly in his heart: "It's fine. He just doesn't know I exist. This is normal..."

But that bit of comfort couldn't suppress the bitterness in his chest.