The Unstoppable Comeback Of the Unrivaled Ex-Wife-Chapter 281 - 278

Abby enthusiastically handed out the cards. This was her favorite game.

Joanna and Addie would constantly beat her and Nancy.

’Since the masked uncle is here, I must win for once!’ she reasoned to herself.

Joanna gave Mr. Q an uneasy grin and said, "It’s a little childish, but she likes it. Please play with her while you’re here!"

Mr. Q hesitantly agreed.

Abby soon finished delivering all of the cards.

They all opened their cards at the same time. Mr. Q was dealt the Joker, while Abby was dealt the King.

"Yay! I won!"

This was her first victory, and she bounced about enthusiastically, eager to punish him.

Joanna reminded Abby that Mr. Q was their visitor and her sponsor. "Abby, he’s a guest. Don’t go too far."

"Don’t worry, Mommy. I’m not going to make things difficult for our visitors."

"All right, then, decide whether you want me to choose truth or dare."

"Hmm... Dare!"

"Sure. I’m not afraid of anything,’ he said unequivocally.

Abby looked at him, blinked her bright wide eyes, and pointed at the feather mask on his face. "Uncle, could you please remove your mask and show me how you look?"

Joanna worried and abruptly came to a halt before he could respond. "No. Switch to another dare."

She recalled Liam telling her that the mask is a forbidden subject for Mr. Q and that anybody who saw his face would perish.

Despite the fact that he was normal and did not appear to be a cold blooded murderer, she did not dare to take the chance.

After all, those that seemed normal were the most frightening.

"However, this is the rule. He must be punished if he does not obey the rule.

Abb/s hands were on her hips. She was a girl with values.

"I’m willing to take the punishment," Mr. Q said. "How would you like to punish me?"

"How bored!" She was disappointed and said dejectedly, "I punish you with 100 pushups."

’100?’

Joanna carefully examined the guy after hearing this, fearing that he might get furious.

"Not a problem."

Mr. Q complied with her and performed the requisite 100 pushups. Throughout the exercise, he executed every single pushup correctly, without breathing heavily or flushing his cheeks. His physique was in excellent condition.

Following that, a new round began.

He got the King this time, while Abby got the Joker.

"I lost. Do you want me to tell the truth or do you want to dare me?"

"I want you to tell the truth."

He grinned as he continued, "Did you hide any secrets from your mother?

"Well..."

Abby paused after sneaking a glimpse at Joanna. She was, indeed, concealing secrets from Joanna.

’ You must abide by the rules. Your nose will grow long if you lie." Mr. Q frowned deeply and admonished Abby.

Joanna was also curious and attempted to find out the truth from Abby." What’s the secret? Tell me, I’m curious!"

"Okay, I’ll tell you, but Mommy mustn’t be angry." Abby blinked her eyes and smiled at Joanna.

"Don’t be concerned. I’m not going to be upset. Everyone has secrets, even me."

Joanna considered herself a more positive mother, believing that as long as her children did not do something wrong, she would support them.

"Okay, I’ll tell you."

Abby stated gravely, sucking in a long breath and holding Joanna’s hands with her small hand. "Mommy, I want to tell you that Addie and I want a daddy. Despite your assurances that we can be happy without Daddy, I believe we would be happier if we had one. Can you find a daddy for me and Addie, Mommy?"

Joanna was surprised, and the warm grin on her face vanished, leaving her face gloomy.

When Abby saw this, she immediately exclaimed, "Mommy, I was kidding. We don’t need a father. We are content with you. Please do not feel pressed or angry with me."

"No. How could I be upset with you? I’m just..."

Joanna stopped before saying, "I’m just shocked that you and Addie wanted a daddy."

They had grown used to not having a father in their lives since they were born. She would attempt to obscure the character while reading a story.

Furthermore, the two children were quite understanding and never indicated a need for a father before her.

As a result, she assumed that they had never required their father’s affection before.

However, it turned out that just because they didn’t say it didn’t imply that they didn’t want a father. They didn’t tell her since they didn’t want to put her under any strain.

She began to be sad at the thought of her attentive children.

Mr. Q replied coldly. "Isn’t this obvious? Every child desires a father. Even if a mother is wonderful, she will never be able to fill the position of a father. Do you not realize this? Or are you simply being selfish?"

Joanna was despondent, and his comments did little to lift her spirits. Instead, it was like pouring salt in a wound; she was immediately enraged.

"What do you know? You have no right to talk as a single guy without children!"

"Why do I not have the right to speak?"

"What is it that a father can accomplish that a mother cannot?"

Her inquiry astounded him. "Let me think."

"Anything a father can do, a mother can do. However, a father cannot do all that a mother can," she rebutted.

He was dissatisfied after hearing this. ’Can you tell me what things a father cannot do?"

"Breastfeed and give birth. Can you accomplish any of those? If you could, I’ll take back my words," she sassed.

Mr. Q couldn’t think of anything to say.

At this time, Abby said quietly from the side, "Mommy, there’s something that Daddy and Mommy can do but Daddy will do it better." 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞

"Oh?"

Joanna and Mr. Q both turned to gaze at her, intrigued about her response.

"It’s lifting me up!’

"Daddy will definitely lift me up higher than Mommy. I want to sit on Daddy’s shoulder and watch the scenery around me!" he concluded.

Joanna was unable to refute her remarks and was overcome with remorse.

There was a physical difference between a man and a woman. A man could provide a kid with more protection and security. This was something she would never be able to make up for.

"Is that it? Ill lift you up."

Mr. Q abruptly bowed down and put out his extended arms, effortlessly placing Abby on his wide shoulders.

"Wow, this is very high. I can see the entire sea!"

She was so happy that she burst out laughing and put her arms around his neck, shouting, "Lift me up even higher!"

They blended perfectly with the blue water, creating a lovely, heartwarming sight.

Joanna was overwhelmed as she watched them from the rear.

Abby was usually joyful, but this was the first time she saw her laugh and scream so loudly.

"Perhaps I might consider finding them a father?" she was perplexed.

The truth, however, was terrible since it was simple for her to find a spouse but difficult for them to find a father.

For starters, she didn’t want more children, which meant she couldn’t find an unmarried guy. Second, she didn’t want to be anyone’s stepmother.

Finally, no male in the world would help take care of her children. Even if such a guy existed, she still had to like him in the first place. However, she felt she had lost her capacity to like anybody right now. The point was, it was difficult!

Nancy had finished cooking. "Miss Joan, your friend is amazing," she said as she followed Joanna’s eyes. "He is excellent with youngsters. Ace is nothing compared to him. Is he interested in you? Why don’t you consider him if he is?"

"He might like me, but I don’t. We couldn’t possibly be together." Joanna replied, shaking her head.

Nancy let out a big sigh when she heard this. "Please don’t think I’m intruding on your personal problems, Miss Joan, but you’ve been divorced for so long. Your children are gradually maturing. It’s time to consider yourself. You’re not even 30 yet. Do you intend to be single for the rest of your life?"

"What’s the harm in being single? I have complete freedom to do anything I choose. In addition, I have you and the kids with me. I’m not lonely at all."

"You might not feel lonely now, but you will once your children have their own families. I’m old, and I’m not sure how much longer I’ll be around.

You’ll realize how nice it is to have someone to chat with, to share meals with, and to walk around the park holding hands. It’s good to have someone to look out for one another. There is a delight in your life that only your companion can provide."

Nancy considered Joanna to be her daughter and was concerned about her personal life.

She didn’t want to push Joanna into marriage; all she wanted was for her to meet a suitable guy.

"Sure. I’ll think about it and try to get married," Joanna remarked half- jokingly.

Simultaneously, she pondered when her prince charming would come.

After Abby and Mr. Q had their fun, she rushed upto Joanna and tugged her hand, mysteriously saying, "Mommy, I’ve made a decision!"

"Really? Tell me about it."

Joanna squatted down and gently wiped away the sweat on Abby’s face with a small towel.

The little girl ran so excitedly until her puffy cheeks were red like two ripe apples, which made her irresistibly cute.

"Mommy, didn’t I tell you just now that I actually want a daddy? But you haven’t been looking for one, so I decided to take Mr.Q as my father.I want him to become my daddy!" Abby said very seriously.

Her eyes were twinkling like the stars.

"No, you can’t!"

Joanna disapproved of her idea without hesitation.

Ace was, in any case, Abby’s biological father.

But Mr.Q was coincidentally his nemesis, and if they were to become father and daughter, wouldn’t it mean that Abby had sold herself to her enemy? Though Joanna had a grudge against Ace, it was another matter on a whole different level.She could not make herself do something so immoral or agree for Abby to do so either.

"Why not?"

Abby pouted, her face filled with confusion.

"Mr.Q is a good person.He plays with me, carries me on his shoulders, and even buys me nice food.He is the best person to be my daddy."

"You are so easily bought off, little girl.

You are such a silly, gullible girl.

If you go back to the City, you’d be abducted by a human trafficker in minutes..."

"That’s because Mr.Q is your friend, Mommy, so I think that he must be a good man.Otherwise, you wouldn’t have brought him to Sun Island, would you?"

"Um, about this..."

Abby’s question dumbfounded Joanna.

Embarrassed, she touched her nose and said, "You are willing to regard him as your daddy, but he might not be willing to do the same.He is a single man with a bright future.If he suddenly has a daughter your age, it will become an obstacle for him to find a wife!"

She pinched the chubby face of the little girl and persuaded, "Listen to me, don’t simply make anyone your daddy.If you want one, I will work hard and find you one as soon as possible, okay?"

Right then, Mr.Q came and said unhurriedly, "Abby is quite adorable.I don’t mind having such a lovely daughter."

"But I do!"

Joanna clenched her fists and shouted agitatedly.She never thought that the fearsome Night Demon would feel so comfortable and accept a stranger as his goddaughter so casually.

Something must be up in his mind! Joanna sternly told Mr.Q, "Don’t you just blindly play along when the child is acting childish.You are only being reckless and want Abby as your daughter just because she is cute.But do you know what it means for a four-year-old? Being a father is a very serious thing.You can’t just become one on a whim.Please don’t make this kind of joke!"

After that, she brought Abby to have her meal.She had to keep a close watch and not let Abby get any closer to this man.

Once the contract was signed, she would immediately blacklist him from her life! Joanna felt a bit dizzy and kept sneezing at the dining table.

Nancy was a little concerned and asked, "Why do you keep sneezing, Miss Joan? Have you caught a cold?"

Joanna looked lifeless, like a wilted apple.

She waved her hand and said, "I think it’s because it was a little too cold in the airplane.It’s not a big deal."

"Wait, I will make you some concoction to warm you up," said Nancy.

She put down her cutlery and went to boil some water for Joanna.

"It’s not necessary..."

Joanna stopped her.

But Nancy immediately discovered that Joanna’s body was burning.

"Oh my, you are running a fever, Miss Joan.You are burning up!"

"Am I? I don’t think so."