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.

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