My Ex-Wife Remarried Me
Chapter 59: The Last Shred of Gentleness

Matteo, who was in preschool at that time, had been wanting to give lan a call. Ever since he heard from his mommy that morning that lan had fallen ill, he had been feeling guilty and worried. He thought about calling lan to ask how he was doing. Unfortunately, he did not have the courage to do so, for fear that this brother would not answer his call. Luckily, lan called him first. Matteo was delighted.

"lan, I'm sorry.I didn't know stopping Mommy from going to your place would cause you to fall sick.Are you okay? I really didn't mean it.I got upset after seeing Daddy bullying Mommy, and I don't ever want Mommy to be with a man like him.lan, do you get me?"

Matteo apologized to his twin over the phone. After listening to him, lan paused momentarily before he nodded.

"Yeah." Matteo sounded grateful.

"Thank God you understand! That's great, lan!"

"But," lan had more things to say.

"I want to see Mommy too.Matt, can you give Daddy another chance?"

This was the first time he managed to form several sentences at once. The fact that his tone carried a hint of grief and desperation made it even rarer.

Matteo was stunned.

Give bad Daddy another chance? Of course he wanted his daddy and mommy to be together.

He also wanted to have a father by his side.

That way, their family would be complete.

But he knew that his daddy was a really nasty man.

The other day, Matteo was bursting with anger when he saw him bullying his mommy.

Matteo deliberated for quite some time on the phone.

Nevertheless, lan patiently waited for his reply on the other line.

In the end, Matteo finally agreed to his request.

"Okay, we'll give him one more chance then. But remember, you must not let him bully Mommy again. Also, report to me if anything happens, do you understand?" "Alright!"

lan agreed as well before he hung up the phone with satisfaction.

For the first time, there was a faint smile on his usually emotionless face.

Amora knew nothing about the little secret between her two sons.

After she came upstairs and noticed that the bathroom lights were still on, she quickly composed her emotions.

Warm light emitted from the gap of the closed bathroom door, and the silhouette of a small figure could be seen crouching on the floor in there.

What's he doing? Is he doing that because he doesn't feel safe? Seeing him like this, Amora's heart wrenched in pain.

She sprinted to the sofa and quickly retrieved a set of clothes for lan to change into.

She called out to him outside the door, "Little lan? Little lan? It's me, Ms. Esme. Can I come in?"

"No"

At that moment, lan was actually trying to put on his underwear in the bathroom.

He was so nervous that beads of sweat were already trickling down his flushed cheeks.

He was not Matteo, who had been independent since he was much younger.

Matteo did not require anyone to help him get dressed, among other basic tasks.

On the other hand, lan was the young master of a rich family whose daily routines had been taken care of since he was a baby.

Hence, he was not accustomed to getting dressed on his own.

Fortunately, after a little struggle, he finally managed to put on his underwear.

He did not have to feel ashamed in front of his mommy anymore.

Only then did he announce from the bathroom, "You can come in now."

Amora had been waiting anxiously outside.

This was the first time she had to personally help her eldest son get dressed.

She actually felt both excited and blessed to be able to do so.

Moreover, she was worried that he would be scared while he was inside.

When Amora was finally given the green light to enter, she quickly opened the door and burst into the bathroom, holding the stack of clothes in her hand.

"Little lan? You..."

Surprisingly, after coming in, she found that her son had disappeared behind the shower curtain.

Only the back of his head could be seen.

What's this kid doing? Suspicion glinted in Amora's eyes, and she hurried over to check on him.

Standing behind lan, she asked him gently, "lan, is there something wrong? Why are you hiding?"

lan's face stiffened.

"You...don't look!"

Huh? Don't look? Amora finally understood why lan was behaving so strangely.

As she stood there, with her previous confusion vanished, she could not help but chuckle, "So our Little lan is actually quite shy. That's alright. Do you see what I have here? I've brought you a big bath towel. We'll wrap you up in this and then get you into some clothes. How does that sound?"

Amora waved the bath towel in front of the boy.

Behind the shower curtain, lan stayed quiet.

Wrap my whole body? Eventually, his little head poked out from behind the curtain.

His face had turned red because of the water vapor in the bathroom.

His pair of dark, charming eyes resembled his father's as they sparkled like that of a vigilant kitten.

"Give it to me."

"Oh, alright, here you go!"

Amora then passed the bath towel to him.

The experience she had as a mother came in handy.

She had already foreseen the situation in the bathroom before coming in.

And so, lan came out of the bathroom wrapped in the big bath towel.

Thanks to her quick thinking, Amora successfully helped her son dress up for the first time.

Additionally, she also found a good excuse to turn over the underwear he had put on wrongly in the bathroom.

After lan was properly dressed, both mother and son stepped out of the bathroom.

"Little lan, do you...want to stay here?"

Now that lan was done with his shower, she thought about leaving again, refusing to stay in this place a moment longer.