My Son Guards the Door for My Husband and Bestie

Kinsley looked at me and Jamie, awkwardly smiling, "Jamie, your mom is back, so I have to go."Jamie sat on the floor and cried loudly, "Let her go! I want Kinsley to stay. I want Kinsley to be my mom!"Though Jamie was only four and innocent, hearing him say that pained me deeply.Kinsley patted my shoulder. "Kids are like that. Don't take it personally."Vicente picked Jamie up from the floor, saying coldly, "Say that again, and you'll stand outside for an hour."Vicente's words were so stern that Jamie dared not to act up on the ground anymore.Jamie's sobs filled the suddenly quiet living room.Looking at this absurd charade, I thought of "The Emperor's New Clothes".If I didn't speak up, we could continue pretending to be a harmonious family.Vicente's career was getting better and better, and I could continue to be a rich lady of leisure.Kinsley was still my bestie who shared my worries and troubles.Even though Jamie misbehaved, he was still my son who I carried for ten months,

I sighed, knowing it wasn't about that.I used to love them and was willing to do those things for them. Now I didn't, so I didn't care if they were willing to do all this for me.When I saw Vicente, he was still on the phone, pinching the bridge of his nose with his fingertips, looking extremely tired.In the past, I would wait for him to finish his work before asking for what I needed.But now, I thought of Sofia being hungry alone at home.With that worry in my heart, everything else became inconsequential."Mr. Buckley," I said, standing in front of Vicente with a polite smile.He froze, said a few words to the person on the other end, and hung up. "What are you doing here?""Huh?" I shrugged. "Isn't it normal for me to return to my hometown after divorce? But why did you put aside your work in Prodale and come to Casterview?"Vicente stumbled over his words, his gaze deepening as he looked at me. I met his gaze boldly.After a moment of tension, Vicente looked away. "He

I sighed and asked Sofia, "Do you want to have dinner with them?"Sofia cast a glance at Jamie, who was on the verge of tears, and said nonchalantly, "I'll leave it up to you."Jamie sat in the passenger seat, overjoyed, sneaking glances at me every now and then. Whenever I spoke with Sofia, he pouted, but he no longer threw himself on the ground and cried at every little thing. He had become much more sensible, but I had never disliked him for misbehaving, and I wouldn't love him for being sensible now.These days, Vicente had been rushing between Casterview and Prodale. Although Jamie had a butler to take care of him, he often came to my restaurant after school, sitting alone at the dining table doing his homework until closing time. Vicente didn't offer any explanation, and the Buckley family's butler would arrive on time to pick up their young master after I closed the restaurant.But in my eyes, they were just trying to gradually soften me up. I wasn't overflowing with materna

I pretended not to know his intentions and asked, "So has he seen someone else sit in this passenger seat? Kinsley?"Vicente awkwardly averted his gaze. "Patricia, I made a mistake, but you can't deny me a chance. I've reflected a lot in the past two years, and Jamie isn't so willful anymore. So..."I interrupted him, "So, two years later, Kinsley still showed up with a cake, chasing Jamie from Prodale to Casterview for his birthday, just because of her wishful thinking?"Vicente stumbled over his words. "After that night, she got pregnant with my child. But I asked her to have an abortion."My eyes widened in disbelief, and a wave of nausea overcame me. For the first time, I felt it wasn't worth it to have loved Vicente for nine years. "And why are you telling me this? To remind me of how I was hurt that day? Or to make me feel better with another woman's misfortune?""No." Vicente shook his head, a bit confused. "I just want to tell you that no one can replace you."I couldn't