Billionaire's Unforgettable Ex-Wife-Chapter 192 - 152: Who Can Correct Her Three Views1

"Hunter, he’s simply not a human, he’s a demon, a devil who devours people without leaving a trace.

I’m scared, I truly don’t know how to continue anymore.

I’ve endured, all these years, I honestly don’t know how I managed to survive.

Now, the only person in the world who can save me is you, I know, you certainly won’t just stand by idly, right?"

Hunter Warren raised an indifferent brow: "Although I don’t want to stand by either, there’s something I must remind you of, Sebastian, I’m married, I have a wife, I have kids.

I can’t be running around because of an ex-girlfriend’s issues, it would make her unhappy."

"In the past, when you were with me, she used to circle around you too.

Back then, why weren’t you afraid of making me unhappy?

Hunter, are you still angry at me? Even if you know the reasons for my leaving back then, do you still refuse to forgive me?

Wasn’t it true that I wasn’t at fault back then?"

Hunter Warren’s expression remained calm, those past matters were things he didn’t really want to bring up again, after all, they were in the past.

He also understood Sebastian Sheldon’s purpose in mentioning the past now.

She merely wanted to use old feelings and a sense of guilt to bind him down.

To put it nicely, she came to him for help, but to put it bluntly, it was moral blackmail.

But, coincidentally, Hunter Warren had no heart left for any woman other than Faye Townsend.

"The past is just the past, it holds no meaning whatsoever for me now.

I value what I have in the present more.

As for the issue of domestic abuse, the person you should actually be seeking out isn’t me, but the police."

Sebastian’s hand aimlessly slid down from his arm, looking at him.

"Did you come back by yourself? Let me send someone to take you to the hotel."

Sebastian took a regretful step: "Haven’t you already divorced?"

"We haven’t, the divorce thing is just a rumor."

"Heh, it seems... I really found the wrong person.

I, Sebastian Sheldon, should have been beaten to death by Lucas Warren abroad, that should be my final destination.

I shouldn’t have believed Roman Hughes.

Before, I never thought about ruining your marriage.

If it weren’t for him saying that you and Faye Townsend were not doing well, that you got divorced, I wouldn’t have come back to embarrass myself."

Sebastian watched him, took a few steps back, and then slowly turned around to leave.

Her steps were a bit shaky, as if she might fall at any moment.

Hunter Warren instructed someone to send Sebastian off, he saw the driver approach to offer her a ride but she slowly raised her hand, rejecting the help.

Watching her disappear at the intersection, Hunter Warren sighed before turning around to head towards Faye Townsend’s home.

When Faye went in, she might have been in a daze, so she didn’t even close the door.

He walked upstairs to the bathroom door to see Faye sitting by the tub, looking as if she had lost her soul, while the two children were both in the tub, playing with bubbles.

Seeing Faye like this, Hunter Warren felt a pinch of pain in his heart too.

He knew what she was afraid of; now he just wanted to give her a hug.

Seeing Hunter Warren standing there, Miya exclaimed happily, "Uncle Hunter!"

Faye snapped back to reality, looking towards the door and seeing Hunter truly standing there, as if the sadness in her eyes dispersed at once, looking at him.

She stood up facing him, and he smiled at her with a curled lip.

Faye bit her lip, "I thought... it would take you a long time to come."

"How could that be, didn’t I say? I’ll be over soon, and I also said I’d never deceive you again."

Hunter Warren rolled up his sleeves and came in: "Come, let me help you with the wash."

Faye silently stepped back, watching Hunter Warren crouch by the tub to daub bubbles on the two children’s faces.

The two children splashed water onto him, the three of them laughing happily, as if they had captured all the happiness in the world.

"Mom, come play with us too," Miya beckoned to Faye.

Faye pursed her lips, squatted down, and Hunter Warren put his arm around her shoulder, saying to Miya, "This is my wife. Even in a competition, she has to be on my team."

Darnley pouted, "You can’t count like that, you’re two adults, we’re two kids, it’s an unfair grouping, right, Miya."

Miya nodded, "That’s right."

"How about this, I’ll team up with Darnley, and Mom with Miya, and we’ll compete to see which team can finish bathing first.

The losing team will have to agree to one condition of the winning team."

Darnley nodded, looking at Faye, "Faye, do you dare to accept the challenge with Miya?"

"Come on, who’s afraid of whom?"

With the teams decided, Miya was carried out of the tub by Faye, Darnley staying with Hunter Warren.

Faye adeptly prepared water to rinse Miya off.

Darnley was half helped and half washed himself.

But he didn’t have long hair, so he finished quickly.

Hunter Warren spun him around victoriously.

Faye watched the two big guys and started to laugh.

Miya muttered, "You two big men bullying us two weak girls, winning isn’t honorable."

Hunter Warren put Darnley down and ruffled Miya’s hair, "My girl, losers must accept defeat, no cheating allowed."

Miya snorted, "Alright then, Uncle Hunter Warren, what condition do you want us to agree to?"

"Hmm... it’s very simple, tonight you will sleep by yourselves, without Mommy with you."

Darnley and Miya exchanged a glance, both of them not saying a word.

Faye was also taken aback, she raised her hand and pinched him.

Hunter Warren ignored it, crouched down, and said to Darnley, "I started sleeping alone when I was two.

At that time, everyone praised me for being brave.

I believe that five-year-old Darnley is definitely stronger than I was at five, do you dare to challenge yourself?"

Darnley pouted, "I’m not afraid, but I’m worried Miya will be scared."

Miya looked pitifully at Faye, "Mommy, I’ll be afraid."

Just as Faye was about to say something, Hunter Warren said, "Aren’t you supposed to protect your sister as her brother?

Here’s a deal, until your sister turns eight, you’ll sleep with her to protect her, how about that?"

Miya looked expectantly at Darnley.

Darnley confidently raised his eyebrow, "No problem, I’ll look after Miya from now on."

Miya stepped forward to hug Darnley, sweetly saying in a childish voice, "Brother, I knew you were the best."

Watching the two little ones reach an agreement, Hunter Warren gave Faye a meaningful look.

Faye frowned back inexplicably, what did this man mean?

After their bath, Darnley and Miya quickly went to their room to sleep.

Today, both little ones had played wildly at the amusement park, and now they were a bit worn out.

Not needing a bedtime story, they rolled around a bit on the bed before falling asleep.

When Faye came out of their bedroom, she glanced downstairs.

Seeing that Hunter Warren was no longer in the living room, she assumed he had left, and felt a bit of disappointment.

Leaving without even saying goodbye?

She bit her lip and turned to enter her bedroom, pushing the door open.

As she entered, she was immediately startled by Hunter Warren sitting on the bed reading a book.

"Why... didn’t you leave?"

"When did I say I was leaving?"

He held up the book in his hand: "You actually read this kind of book?"

Faye stepped forward and snatched the book away: "Why are you messing with my stuff? What do you care what I’m reading."

"Really broke my expectations, cooking isn’t something you can learn just by reading a book; it needs lots of practice."

Faye tossed the book on a hundred home-cooked dishes aside and looked at him: "I like reading without doing it, is that not allowed?"

"Sure, whatever you like, I’ll fully support it." He spread his hands: "So, don’t you have anything specific you want to ask me?"

Faye’s eyes flickered evasively: "If you have something to say, I’m ready to listen.

If not, you can leave now."

"I’m staying here tonight, didn’t you see? I got Uncle Rivers to prepare a pillow for me."

Faye glanced at her bed and noticed there really was an extra pillow.

Even the sheets and covers had been switched.

She was speechless; no wonder Uncle Rivers was so delighted just now, it was because of this.

"Come sit here, since there’s nothing you want to ask, let me talk."

Faye didn’t move, so Hunter Warren slightly got up and pulled her wrist, pulling her into his embrace, making her sit on the side of the bed.

He wrapped her waist, and although she leaned against him, her body was a bit stiff.

"Sebastian came looking for me just now, wanting me to save her.

Perhaps she met Roman Hughes before and who knows what nonsense old Roman spouted to her.

She thought we were divorced, that’s why she came back to ask for my help."

Faye looked at him: "What does she want you to help with?"

"She’s had enough of Lucas Warren, she wants to leave his side."

Faye swallowed, hesitated for a moment, then lowered her eyes, a touch of sadness in her gaze: "Seeing what Sebastian is like today, don’t you hate me?"

"Hate you? Ha, Faye, what are you thinking? Why would I hate you?"

"If it weren’t for me, you could have married Sebastian, you could have protected her well."

It’s a fact that she tore them apart, and it’s also a fact that she drove Sebastian away.

The person Sebastian loved was Hunter Warren, but because of her, Sebastian had to marry Lucas Warren.

The sorrow and pain of not being with the one you love the most, she really knew.

Sebastian hating her, she could understand.

Hunter Warren hating her back then, she could sympathize with.

Because of this, back then, even when he ignored her and was mad at her, she still followed him around, trying to please him.

At that time, she just felt that doing something wrong should be punished.

If he could be angry, scold her a few times, or perhaps hit her a few times, then it seemed like she could alleviate some of the guilt.

"Love is really unpredictable, Faye." Hunter Warren kissed her on the forehead.

"Who told you that without you I would definitely marry Sebastian.

Perhaps I thought so at the time, but who knows if I would change my mind later and love another woman?

Men can be fickle, and women too.

Your decision back then shouldn’t make you carry a lifelong burden.

If that woman isn’t my Heavenly Maiden, even if we marry, we would part.

But if she is, even if we’re meant to part, we will eventually reunite; that’s destiny."

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