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My Gorgeous Wife is an Ex-Convict

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Chapter 905

Mrs. Corbyn felt bitter once she talked

about it.

Compared to Paisley Daniels, what happened to her daughter was too

tragic.

“Mom, stop!” Kyla Corbyn said quickly. After all, her son was right beside them

and she did not want him to hear about

the grown-ups’ grudges.

Mrs. Corbyn seemed to come to herself

and shut her mouth.

Fortunately, Nelson was focused on his

surroundings.

With each passing day, Kyla Corbyn felt her uneasiness growing stronger and

stronger. She could not wait for the three

of them to get into the high-speed train.

Finally, an announcement that they needed to check-in began to play through the broadcast.

However, Nelson wanted to go to the washroom, so Kyla Corbyn turned to Mrs. Corbyn and said, “Mom, look after

our luggage. I’ll take Nelson to the

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washroom.”

“You gotta hurry. They’re checking us in

now,” said Mrs. Corbyn.

“Alright, I got it,” replied Kyla Corbyn as

she took her son by the hand and went to

the washroom.

She took her son to the women’s

washroom because he was too young to

go to the men’s washroom alone.

Luckily, there were doors in every cubicle

in the women’s washroom which was

relatively private, and no one usually had a problem with it.

After the little one finished his business, Kyla Corbyn picked him up by the sink so that he could wash his hands

before she

led him out.

“Mommy, are you scared?” his childish

voice suddenly asked.

Kyla Corbyn looked down at her son in

surprise. “Nelson, why do you think so?”

“Because the way you look now is just

like when Ben is afraid of the monster,”

said the little one. Ben 10 was the latest

cartoon he had watched.

Kyla Corbyn was stunned. ‘Not only my

mom but even my son can sense my

fear? Am I being that obvious?’

“I’ll protect Mommy! Don’t be afraid, Mommy,” Nelson said earnestly.

Kyla Corbyn’s eyes reddened. She could

not help squatting down to hug her son.

“Okay, I won’t be afraid,” muttered Kyla Corbyn. Giving birth to Nelson was probably the best choice she had made.

She would take good care of her son. She would keep Nelson from any harm, even if she had to sacrifice

everything.

Kyla Corbyn did not come to herself until she heard another announcement

over the broadcast about the check-in process. She quickly took Nelson out of

the bathroom.

She had only walked a few steps when she suddenly came to a halt. Her body trembled uncontrollably while all the

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colors faded from her face.

‘No way! How could Martin Weiss be

here?’ A sudden fear gripped Kyla

Corbyn, making her want to run away

immediately.

However… her feet seemed to be stuck in

place, unable to move a step.

“Mommy, it’s the man I saw last time.

He helped me recover my hearing aid,”

said Nelson while his little hand broke

free from Kyla Corbyn’s. He ran to Martin

Weiss who was staring at him intently. He

said politely, “Hello, Uncle.”

Few things could surprise Martin Weiss, but today, he was surprised again and

again.

When he heard that she had a three

or four-year-old child with her on the

phone, he was so shocked that he forgot about everything and ran out. When he came back to his senses, he was

already

driving his car from S City to Emerald