"Great! It's great to have Aunt Isabella back! It's a thousand times better than having mom at home!"
Isabella looked at the two children and then at me.
She tried to smooth things over with some embarrassment: "There's no need to worry about what the child said. Hurry up and pack your things and come with us."
"Need not."
Alexander refused first.
"She's leaving, and none of us are happy."
I nodded.
The four people in front of them looked more like a family of three.
"You're right, so..."
"Alexander, let's get a divorce."
As soon as he finished speaking, the surroundings suddenly became quiet.
Alexander's frown deepened.
"Elena, what the hell is wrong with you today?"
"Because I took the two kids to eat ice cream, or because I was taking them out to eat?" Alexander laughed in anger.
An extremely forbearing look.
Leo tilted his head and thought for a while, then suddenly his eyes lit up.
"Dad and Mom are divorced, so can I marry Aunt Isabella?"
The two cheered.
"Get a divorce quickly, get a divorce quickly, I want Aunt Isabella to be my new mother!"
Over the past eight years, I have become accustomed to Alexander's indifference.
But the attitudes of the two children deeply hurt my heart.