All Chapters of Mommy's Revenge: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

She just couldn't understand why Owen kept pestering her...Looking at Owen's pitiful little face, she suddenly thought of what happened last night.Angela had sneaked out of preschool just to find Ivan.And Owen had sneaked out of his house to find her...But why?Haley racked her brains but couldn't figure it out.She brushed Owen's hair, which was full of rotten leaves and dust from the flower beds.Resigned, she picked up the little guy: "Your daddy should be here in twenty minutes. I'll take you in for a bath first."Ivan had bathed Angela; if she bathed Owen, they would be even.She had just stood up when Todd followed and said indifferently, "Mommy, he should be four years old. He can bathe himself."Owen, not wanting to let go of the comforting scent on Haley, hugged her neck tightly: "I can't bathe or undress myself, Haley, help me!""I'll help you."Todd spoke up, his voice leaving no room for argument.Haley set Owen down and said softly, "Owen, you're four years old now. Y

Todd's fingers tightened for a moment.For the first time he could remember, his mom's voice carried a note of reprimand. It was all because of Owen.He pursed his lips and dipped his head, admitting his fault, "I'm sorry, Mom. My bad.""Go downstairs and tell your sister a story, Todd. I'm going to bathe Owen."Haley scooped up Owen and headed into the bathroom, shutting the door behind her with her free hand.Todd watched the door for a moment before he turned and descended the stairs.Ten minutes later, Haley emerged with a freshly bathed Owen in her arms, "Todd, I dressed him in your clothes. You don't mind, do you?"With a docile tone, Todd responded, "Hey, Owen, that shirt looks great on you. Think of it as a peace offering from me."Owen turned his head away. He didn't want to wear Todd's clothes at all, but if he didn't, he’d either be left in the buff or wear Angela's dress.Haley patted his head gently, "Todd has apologized, Owen. W

Growing up, Owen had never heard his dad speak in such a gentle tone...If his dad had been that tender and patient with him, how could Owen ever conceive of fleeing home day after day?Yet—Owen cast a glance at the beautiful little girl and shrank inwardly.If only he were a fraction as attractive as little sister Angela, Dad would surely cherish him as well.Isn't it just his luck to be so unappealing?Angela let go of the puzzle piece in her hands and stood, her gaze fixed on Ivan as she tentatively took the first step forward, only to hesitate and draw back.She glanced down and cautiously peeked at Todd.To an outsider, the look held no apparent meaning.Yet Todd saw right through it.He had told his sister before that this guy wasn't worth their affection.So she hesitated.Todd's emotions were in turmoil.He stood up, took Angela's hand, and murmured, "Sis, wherever you want to go, I'm with you."The young girl pursed h

Todd stood to the side, dark circles under his eyes.He clenched his hands, resisting the urge to step forward.Although he couldn't stand the man, Ivan was still undeniably their father. With him around, Angela's autism seemed to improve significantly.He couldn't selfishly make decisions for her anymore.Todd turned away, his heart twisted in discomfort at the sight.Meanwhile, Haley was frazzled, her hand pressed to her forehead.She approached intent on picking up Angela but found that when stubborn, the little girl was immovable like a statue; Haley couldn't budge her an inch."Haley, can Daddy and I just stay the night, please?" Owen pleaded with wide, hopeful eyes. "Angela likes Daddy so much, she surely won't want him to leave... Haley, I can sleep on the floor, really!"Ivan spoke coolly, "Ms. DeRoss, I've never stayed the night at someone else's place before. But tonight, I think I’ll make an exception for Angela."Haley was silent for a

He took a deep breath and said, "Formal fallacies and informal fallacies."Ivan was visibly surprised.He thought the kid was just pretending to read, but to his astonishment, the boy had truly delved into the material. Books on logic are dry and dull, even more so than mathematics; to fully grasp and understand the content was no mean feat. What was more astounding was the fact that this child was just over four years old.Closing the book, Ivan spoke in a measured tone, "Let's see if you can handle another question about logic."Todd had reached his limit. "I don't want this book anymore.""To study logic, you'll need more patience than that," Ivan said coolly, a hint of a smile at the corner of his mouth. "The question I have for you involves your mom."The mention of his mom made Todd tense up.He paused deliberately as he spoke, "You better stay away from my mom, or else—""The question I have..." Ivan cut him off, "is exactly about that. Say you