The Problem with Marrying Rich: Out of the Way, Ex

In the luxurious castle.

The soft cashmere carpet spread all the way to the end of the corridor.

At the entrance of the stairs, a pair of father and son suddenly appeared. The father’s tall figure was pulled long by the light. He frowned slightly with some doubts and vague worries in his eyes. And the child seemed to hold a small toy in his hand, actually a small robot.

“Momo, has your mother been in the room all day today?” Ye Hao, who had just come home from abroad, asked his son, who was only 8 years old.

The little boy called Momo stroked his temple and then gave a firm nod.

“Mom hasn’t got up yet.” He replied.

Usually his mom would get up at eight in the morning, but now it was more than three in the afternoon. She, however, hadn’t got up yet. He came in the morning and wanted to wake his mother up, but he found that his mother had locked the door. He called her several times outside but didn’t hear her answer. He called his mother but only to be told that the phone had been turned off.

Ye Hao came to the door of the bedroom. He knocked at the door first.

“Yanyan… Open the door!” He shouted at his wife in the room.

However, no one responded to him, and he could not hear any sound in the room from outside.

“Dad, mom locked the door.” Momo looked up at his father who was much taller than him.

In the morning, he called outside for a long time but could not wake up his mother.

The nanny at home also called, and mother didn’t respond to them, either.

Under the light, Ye Hao turned gloomy with more and more intense doubts in his eyes.

In his mind, his wife never slept until the afternoon.

He frowned, and then stretched out his right hand, pressing his thumb against the screen of fingerprint lock, which indicated that the door had been unlocked successfully and the bedroom door was locked from within.

He held out his left hand again and pressed his thumb against the screen.

Three seconds later, the door slowly drew apart.

This was a special security door. There were electronic locks on both sides of the door. Only his and his wife’s fingerprints could lock the door from within, and only their fingerprints could unlock the door.

The door opened and the father and son walked into the room together.

Inside the room was very quiet. He Xiyan was still lying on the bed, motionless, as if unaware that the door had been opened, or that she was in a state of deep sleep.

“Dad, mom is still sleeping.” Momo had trotted to the side of the bed, looking at the mother on the bed. He reached out a hand, intending to wake up her mother.

But just as he was about to touch his mother’s hand.

He heard his mother talking suddenly.

“Let her get rid of the child, will you? If you like children, I can give birth for you. Will you let her get rid of it?”

(Momo)…

Momo’s hand stopped in the middle of the air. As a child, he couldn’t understand what his mother meant, nor did he understand why his mother said that.

Mom said so with her eyes closed, as if she hadn’t woke up yet.

Ye Hao, who was standing next to his son, frowned and his look changed rapidly.

In his impression, his wife seldom spoke dream words, especially such a long one.

What was in her dream? Who was the one she dreamed of?

He remembered that she had never said anything like that to him.

“Yanyan…” He bent over and called out softly to his wife.

However, what made him helpless was that the person in bed was still in a dream rather than lucid.