The Unstoppable Comeback Of the Unrivaled Ex-Wife-Chapter 266 - 263

But Aiden was unusually quiet today, and it was obvious that the little boy was occupied with his thoughts.

Joanna could guess that the incident just now must’ve upset the child, and she was instantly distressed.

"Adie, what are you thinking? You’re frowning too deeply. Can you tell Mommy about it?’ Joanna asked gently.

She had raised her two children in a more relaxed fashion, giving them the leeway to do whatever they wanted to do. She never interfered with their natural progression and rarely lectured them.

The only thing she required from them was that if there were anything that made them unhappy, they would have to tell her at the first opportunity and not conceal the thought.

So, while Aiden acted like a cold child, he was still willing to share his thoughts with Joanna.

He looked down at the ground and pouted before looking up with wet, round eyes at Joanna and said, "Mommy, is it because I’m not good or smart enough? That’s why all those uncles and aunties didn’t like me and drove me away, huh? Is that why they didn’t want me to attend that kindergarten?"

Joanna’s clenched her fist tightly after she finished listening to her son.

Sure enough, Aiden was unhappy because of what had happened.

Her heart tightened momentarily, and she cautiously replied, "That’s impossible, Adie. You’re such a smart and well-behaved boy. They must be blind to not see your worth. It’s okay. We’ll just find a kindergarten that will welcome us, okay?’

"Mommy, you don’t have to coax me. They don’t welcome us because I don’t have a daddy, right?"

"Um. Well..."

"So, I was just thinking about this daddy thing... Even though it’s not much use, there are still some benefits to having him, right? Take today, for example. If I had a daddy, even if he was in a completely vegetative state, our family would still be considered normal and whole, right? Then we’d meet the criteria for Monte Perry’s admission, wouldn’t we?"

"Well, that’s the logical reasoning...’ Joanna replied with a nod, and her heart tightened even more.

Even though she was already strong, there were many instances in which she couldn’t make up for what her children lacked, no matter how hard she tried.

Sometimes she wondered if she should find someone to marry so that, at least on the surface, Aiden and Abigail would have a father and wouldn’t need to face the discrimination they faced today.

However, marriage wasn’t a simple matter. Once there was a legal relationship, there would be pain involved. It would harm the other party, herself, and she didn’t think she could overcome the hurdle in her heart right now.

Otherwise, she would have already married Liam!

"That’s okay. I know what to do," Aiden said as he brightened up. He seemed to be in a better mood as he dug into his pasta happily.

Joanna was confused, but she asked with a smile, "What are you up to?"

Aiden said seriously, "I can’t attend Monte Perry Kindergarten because I don’t have a daddy. To solve this problem, I just need to find a daddy for myself, right?"

"That’s true. Do you have any suitable candidates in mind?"

"Of course! I’ve been choosing for many days, and someone has already qualified! Not only can he be my daddy, but he can also be your husband!" Aiden gloated smugly.

Joanna took the child’s words for granted and said, "That’s amazing! Our Adie is the greatest! I’m looking forward to it!"

It was late at night, and all was silent. Aiden made sure Joanna was asleep before quietly peeking from under the covers.

He hid in the bathroom with a walkie-talking in hand. His brows furrowed seriously as he whispered, "Emergency, emergency. Come in Q, come in Q."

Not long after, a response came from the other end of the walkie-talkie.

"Roger. Q here. Please go ahead, Adie. I repeat, please go ahead."

"Come and meet me at Apartment XX right now. Immediately!"

"Copy that!"

After the exchange, Aiden put away the walkie-talkie and quietly left the house.

At the apartment’s gazebo, Mr. Q was wearing a mask and a black trench coat. The tall figure had already arrived as promised.

At the same time, Aiden carried his small briefcase and walked briskly to the rendezvous point under the moonlight.

"You’re right on the dot, Q. I knew I didn’t pick the wrong man! You get ten points for that," Aiden generously praised the man who stood as tall as a mountain.

"Did you bring the stuff I wanted?" Mr. Q turned and asked seriously, revealing his stern brows and eyes.

"Don’t worry. It’s all good. Satisfaction guaranteed," Aiden replied. In an equally serious manner, he asked in return, "Have you prepared what I asked for?"

"Done, as you requested."

"Good. Let’s get on with the exchange!"

The two held out their respective items and exchanged them under the blanket of the night. The atmosphere was tense and solemn, and to outsiders, they may even look like some underworld deal being carried out.

Aiden handed Mr. Q a stack of photos and a video.

The subject of the photos and videos was none other than his mother, Joanna.

"Not only did I get Mommy’s perfect side, but I took a picture of her drooling in her sleep and even vlogged it! How’s that? I’m good, right? I’m sure it’s worth every penny!" Aiden bragged as he raised his chin proudly like a little adult.

Mr. Q flipped through the photos, and the stern look on his face unconsciously softened.

He had to admit that the woman in the pictures really did seem to have a thousand faces. Sometimes it was cute, sometimes innocent, sometimes flirtatious, and sometimes even silly, especially with the sound of her snores. There was a kind of indescribable sense of cuteness, and all her angles spoke of nothing but pure beauty!

"Not bad. Top quality stuff that’ll let me understand your mother better. I like them!"

The man put away the photos carefully and was obviously in a good mood.

"Your goods aren’t bad too. This game console has been out of the market for so long, yet you actually managed to get it for me. It looks like you put in a lot of effort too! Another ten points to you!"

Aiden held the newly acquired game console as he played with full concentration.

Like Joanna, the little boy was an avid video game enthusiast and collected all kinds of game consoles.

Mr. Q’s pawnshop was literally a treasure house, so it was natural there were a variety of older game consoles that had long gone out of production. The two stroked a deal and would often carry out their "trades" at night like this.

In general, ten beautiful photos of Joanna could be exchanged for a game console.

Every time Aiden got a new console, Mr. Q would patiently play it with him.