All Chapters of In Love With My Ex-Wife: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Amelia was taken aback once more. She frowned and asked, "Why do you ask that?" Liam's young face remained composed. "No particular reason. I just think that if he wanted to kill you six years ago and was responsible for Uncle Henry's death, there's no reason he'd save you now. What do you think, Mom?" Amelia was momentarily speechless. Liam had voiced exactly what she had been thinking. She had to admit, this child was remarkably perceptive. He had struck right at the heart of her fears. She remembered what Leo had told her not too long ago. He claimed he had never ordered anyone to assassinate her. He also insisted he had never encountered those who sank the ship. Could it be... he was telling the truth? If he wasn't the one who did it, then who was? Amelia's thoughts were a whirlwind. Just then, her phone rang. It was Mr. Wilson. Seeing his name on the screen, Amelia quickly collected herself. She answered the call with a calm voice. "Hello, Mr. Wilson." "Amelia, I

The children had always been Amelia's biggest weakness. She wasn't afraid of much, but the thought of someone taking her kids away terrified her. Amelia's eyes instantly welled up. "Leo, I never intended to keep them from you. You didn't give me a chance to explain, so I couldn’t tell you about them." "Now that I have finally given birth to them and raised them to this age, you can't just selfishly take them away from me." Leo's expression grew darker as he stared intently at her pale face. The woman standing before him had eyes rimmed with red, and her body shook with fear and anxiety. He realized just how much those children meant to her. Still, he said, "I won’t press you about keeping this secret from me, but from now on, they need to be raised by me." "That's not happening," Amelia replied immediately. "When they were born, you weren't there. When they were sick or needed someone at school, you weren't around. Even when things were tough, I was the one taking care of them

As they turned around, they saw Sophia standing there. Her face was pale, eyes filled with tears, and she looked on in disbelief. After a moment, she suddenly turned and ran out. “Hey, Sophia!” Lady Reynold shouted, glaring at Leo. “This is all your fault! Letting people hear such nonsense. Now you’ll have to explain this.” With that, she hurried after Sophia. “Sophia, wait!” she called, chasing after her. Leo watched them go, his expression darkening. He pulled out his phone and dialed James number. James soon arrived. “You called for me, Young Master?” “Get me discharged from this hospital and take me home,” Leo commanded. “What?” James was stunned. "Sir, you can't be serious. Your injuries are severe. The doctor insisted you stay here and rest. Moving around now is..." Leo's stern look cut him off. Realizing he had no choice, James sighed and said, “Alright, I’ll handle it.” Later that evening, Amelia found out Leo had been discharged. She received a call from

Amelia's heart raced with sudden anxiety as she approached the situation. Trying to mask her nervousness, she forced a smile and said, "What do you mean by coming over on your own will? Liam, don't you like being with Mommy anymore?" Liam realized his mother had misunderstood him. He quickly clarified, "No Mom, we love being with you. We just wanted to come see you. We're going back with you afterward." Amelia breathed a sigh of relief. As long as the children didn't want to leave her, she was content. Their curiosity about their father was natural; they had been asking about him for as long as she could remember. Although it was difficult for Amelia to confront this part of their lives, she knew she had to honor their wishes. So she nodded. "Alright then, I'll take you to meet him." Amelia led the two kids up to the room, where Leo was waiting. She pushed open the door revealing Leo sitting on the bed his expression neutral but his eyes alert. Upon seeing his children

Leo was livid, yet unable to win the argument. After a moment, he muttered weakly, “I just wanted to know what it feels like to have a daughter.” He knew the villa's drinking water temperature was regulated year-round, ensuring it wouldn't harm his daughter. Amelia snorted but remained silent. By now, Leo's chest wound had been re-bandaged. In a deep voice, Amelia asked, “Can you sleep now?” Leo nodded, and Amelia helped him lie down. Her unusual compliance gave Leo an odd sensation, something brief and difficult to understand. After settling him down, Amelia didn’t leave. She lay on the nearby double sofa, closing her eyes as if pretending to sleep. Leo frowned, “What are you doing?” Without opening her eyes, Amelia replied calmly, “Isn’t it obvious? I’m watching over you. I don’t want to be blamed if something happens to you overnight.” Can’t this woman speak nicely? Is it really that hard for her to soften up? Though it was called a double sofa, the space was quite t