After the divorce, my ex-husband and son lined up to pursue me.

Chapter 2 The wife left

Off-screen, Xin Rou feigned anger, "How have I always taught you? How could you say such things to your mother? Apologize right now!"

Ruan Yuanchao shook her head reluctantly, "I don't want to! Mom is such a spoilsport! I hate Mom the most!"

"I want Aunt Xinrou to be my mom! I don't want my current mom anymore!"

Ruan Muhuai coldly retorted, "Every morning."

But there was not a trace of anger in his tone.

Jiang Xia's face was unusually calm, but her fingernails had dug into her palms, and the excruciating pain of them piercing her flesh made her feel cold and desperate.

How ridiculous.

This is the son she raised with all her heart and soul.

"Sister Jiang Xia, Chaochao is still young. He didn't mean it that way. Don't take it to heart. It's all my fault for not teaching him well."

"Chaochao, hurry up and apologize to your mother!"

Xin Rou's tone was serious, but there was not a hint of blame in it.

"I don't want to!" Ruan Yuanchao glared angrily at Jiang Xia on the other side of the screen, her sweet voice full of accusation, "Mom, I've already told you that you only spoil everyone's fun. Dad and I don't like you, so please stop bothering us!"

The video call was abruptly ended before the words were even finished.

Jiang Xia did not dial back.

Because she was already used to it.

In Ruan Muhuai and Ruan Yuanchao's eyes, she was an incompetent wife and mother.

The phone vibrated twice; Jiang Xia had opened a voice message.

[Jiang Xia, I'm so sorry, I didn't expect Chaochao, such a young child, to say such things. Please don't take it to heart.]

Today is a special day for us, so we can only borrow your husband and son for one day. We hope you don't mind.

This message was sent by Xin Rou using Ruan Muhuai's phone, which was tantamount to provoking her. She wanted to see her lose control and go crazy.

In the past, whenever Jiang Xia heard anything about Xin Rou, he would lose his temper and have a big argument with Ruan Muhuai.

But now she doesn't.

Since she's about to die, what's the point of arguing?

After a long time, so long that the other person thought Jiang Xia would no longer reply to the message, she sent a voice message.

I don't mind, you've already given me my husband and son, I don't want them anymore.

After sending the message, the last trace of pain in Jiang Xia's eyes completely disappeared.

For more than seven years, she still couldn't warm Ruan Muhuai's heart.

"Even shamelessness has its limits," Jiang Xia said with a self-deprecating laugh.

She returned to the villa, packed a few casual clothes, and placed the divorce papers and wedding ring on the bed.

Jiang Xia suddenly felt like going out to take a look.

She wanted to use the little time she had left to see the world properly, instead of being trapped in the world of the Ruan family.

Before boarding the plane, Jiang Xia made one last phone call to Ruan Muhuai, but it was forwarded to voicemail.

She said coldly, "Ruan Muhuai, let's get a divorce."

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The night was deep, and the sea breeze was damp and salty.

Ruan Yuanchao followed behind Ruan Muhuai, dawdling along, clearly unwilling to leave.

If it weren't for his mother's video call that afternoon, he could have definitely spent the whole night at the beach. It's all his mother's fault for being such a spoilsport!
Aunt Xinrou was the best to him; she didn't interfere with him and never forced him to take medicine.

He tugged at Ruan Muhuai's sleeve, "Dad, how about we just get rid of Mom? Don't you only like Aunt Xinrou?"

“I also like Aunt Xinrou, and I would like her to be my mother.”

"Don't talk nonsense." Ruan Muhuai said coldly, "These things are none of your business."

Although he didn't like Jiang Xia, it must be said that Jiang Xia, as his wife, was quite sensible. Because Ruan Muhuai was in poor health, their original plan to spend the night at the beach fell through.

When the father and son returned home, they discovered that the usually brightly lit Ruan family villa had its lights off early.

You should know that Jiang Xia always waits for them in the living room. Even if they say they won't be home all night, they will always return in the early hours of the morning without saying a word.

Jiang Xia would always cook porridge and wait for the two of them to return in the living room, without exception.

But today...

Ruan Yuanchao ran from the living room to the kitchen and found that her favorite seafood porridge was not there. Her little face immediately turned unhappy. "Mom, really! You're such a grown-up, why are you still throwing a tantrum?"

"Dad, I'm hungry. I want some seafood porridge." He rubbed his chest uncomfortably, his little face flushed.

Ruan Muhuai touched his forehead and, noticing it was too hot, took off his coat.

Ruan Yuanchao has a fever.

But this isn't the worst-case scenario. He also has a congenital heart condition, which was definitely caused by the cold wind at the beach.

"Sir." Aunt Chen, the nanny, thoughtfully turned on the chandelier in the villa.

"Where's the wife?"

"Madam...it seems she's packing her clothes and going away for a few days. She told us not to contact her before she left."

Ruan Muhuai frowned. This was the first time Jiang Xia had tried to run away from home with him, but she was far too naive.

Does she really think he'll bring the child and beg her to come back?

"Don't worry about her." Ruan Muhuai glanced at the time on his watch. "Go and prepare the young master's Chinese medicine and bring it over."

Aunt Chen felt the pressure emanating from Ruan Muhuai, and even began to miss the time when Madam took care of the young master.

She forced herself to speak: "We probably don't know that. The young master's medicine has always been prepared and fed to him by the madam herself."

"The young master won't cooperate when taking his medicine, and none of us can do anything about it. Only the madam can coax him."

Her voice trailed off as she spoke. Initially, she was indeed in charge of the young master's medication, but he never cooperated in taking it and even secretly threw it away, causing his condition to worsen.

She was scolded by the usually mild-mannered lady, who then took over the young master's food and medicine.

"Call her right away."

Aunt Chen had no choice but to obey.

But after making three calls, the phone on the other end remained switched off.

Ruan Muhuai's face turned completely cold.

Is Jiang Xia trying to get serious with him?

"Call the family doctor and tell him to come over right away!" Ruan Muhuai carried Ruan Yuanchao upstairs to the second floor.

As he passed the bedroom, he subconsciously glanced into the half-open doorway. The blankets on the bed were neatly folded, and the room felt cold and empty, as if no one had ever lived there.

Jiangxia is really not here.

He felt inexplicably irritable.

"How could the young master have a fever and infection? Madam has always taken good care of him and would never let him get sick."

Aunt Chen came up to hand over the thermometer and whispered, "Sir, Miss Xin Rou is here to see you."

Ruan Muhuai was bending over to check on Ruan Yuanchao's condition. He exuded an extremely cold aura and a strong sense of oppression.

"Dad, did Aunt Xinrou come to see me? I want to go downstairs to see her!"

"Get some rest first."

Ruan Yuanchao shook her head vigorously, "No, if I'm not here, Mom will definitely bully her when she comes back."

Upon hearing this, Ruan Muhuai remained silent.

But Aunt Chen couldn't help but say, "Young Master, how can you say that? Madam is your mother, and she's been so good to you."

“But I don’t like her…” Ruan Yuanchao was burning up with fever and barely able to breathe, but she still muttered, “I wish Mom would never come back.”

(End of this chapter)