The Ex-Wife's Triumph novel Chapter 239

In the den, Kingsley had already stood up to leave while his tea was still more than half full.

He knew full well that if he stayed a moment longer, Lucy would undoubtedly take Seven and leave.

Since he left, Ethan and Sean didn't move—now that the "instigator" was gone, they naturally didn't have to endure Jane's thinly veiled remarks and icy glares.

Stepping out of the den, Kingsley glanced into the living room. The two little ones were huddled together looking at a picture book, but Lucy and Jane were nowhere to be seen.

As he approached, Molly's sweet voice rang out first. "Mr. Kingsley!"

Beside her, Seven merely glanced up at him. Since they weren't familiar, he didn't say anything.

Seeing this, Kingsley crouched down to tease him. "Don't remember me?"

Seven stared with wide, round eyes, his voice soft but his attitude clear. "We're not familiar."

"Yeah," Kingsley curled his lips into a smile, "but if we chat a bit more, wouldn't we become familiar?"

Just as he finished speaking, Lucy, who had just stepped out of the restroom, happened to catch him crouching beside Seven.

Without missing a beat, she walked right up behind Kingsley, her voice calm but carrying an undeniable edge of authority. "Step outside for a moment."

With that, Lucy turned and headed toward the door.

Kingsley reached out to ruffle Seven's little head, softening his voice. "I'm heading out. See you next time!"

Seven just let out a soft "oh," his tone entirely dismissive.

Next to him, Molly cheerfully called out, "Goodbye, Mr. Kingsley!"

Kingsley looked back and replied, "Goodbye!"

Outside, Lucy stood waiting in her beige knit maxi dress. She had walked out in such a hurry that she'd forgotten the biting winter wind, and now the icy chill was seeping straight into her bones.

He had only been focused on getting closer to Seven and winning Lucy back. He had never once thought about how he would explain the real reason for their separation to his son.

He didn't even bother picking up the coat that had fallen to the ground; he was completely consumed by the sudden, overwhelming shock of her words.

The moment Lucy walked back inside, Molly hurried over, blinking curiously. "Godmommy, do you know Mr. Kingsley too?"

Hearing this, Seven also looked up with his clear eyes, his little face entirely serious as he waited for an answer.

Looking at the two perceptive kids, Lucy clenched her fingers slightly and casually made up an excuse. "Yes. We worked together on a few projects before, but I'm not as familiar with him as you are."

Molly immediately grinned, shaking her head proudly. "I know all the handsome misters!"

Then she turned to Seven, advising him like a little adult. "Didn't you say you weren't familiar with him? Just talk to him more, and you will be."

To Lucy's surprise, Seven actually gave a small nod, as if he had taken the advice to heart.