Focus on Revenge A Photographer’s Killer Shot novel Chapter 112

Chapter 112

Rowan raised his head and stared at Isolde with big tearful eyes, “Mommy, I won’t cry, so can you not kick me out?”

Isolde pursed her lips, her expression remained cold.

Seeing that she didn’t say anything, Rowan hurriedly said, “I promise I’ll be good, I, I won’t be mad at you anymore……”

Rowan sobbed, his crying voice was thick, but he forced himself not to cry out.

This kind of appearance, not to mention Isolde’s heartache when she looked at it, even Cassius was a bit unable to bear it.

Hateful as it may be, but in the end, it’s still just a five year old child.

Strange and pathetic, okay, don’t cry, I’ll take you to find your mom, let’s go!” Cassius said and went up to pull Rowan.

“Don’t! I want to be with my mom!” Rowan, however, held onto Isolde and wouldn’t let go, shouting at the top of his lungs, “I’m going

back with my mom today!”

You unlucky boy, I told you your mom is Doris!” Cassius laughed in exasperation, “Why can’t you understand words?”

What my dad said, he and mom aren’t divorced yet! Mommy is still Daddy’s wife! Still my mommy!”

Rowan hugged Isolde and glared at Cassius, defiantly, “I was raised by my mom, and she loves me! You’re just a passerby! You won’t

be able to be arrogant for a few days!”

Cassius: “..

It’s true that the kind of father you have is the kind of son you have!

The look of a disruptive and obnoxious person is exactly the same!

Cassius scratches his head in annoyance and looks at Isolde: “What now?”

I’ll take him there.” Isolde said pulling on Rowan’s hand.

But just as she turned around, Doris had already put on her sunglasses, grabbed her bag, and turned to head straight for the door.

The pace was hurried, as if she was afraid of being caught up.

Isolde paused and frowned in boredom as she watched her departing back.

“Look!” Cassius was exasperated, pointing at Doris’s back and saying to Rowan, “This is Doris’s mom, who you say is so nice to you! And what happened? He doesn’t even dare to admit in public that you’re his son!”

Rowan stares blankly at Doris‘ departing back.

Outside the door, the nanny van to pick up Doris arrives.

After the door opens, Doris gets straight into the car.

The nanny car drove forward and disappeared into the night.

The whole process, Doris did not even look back.

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Chapter 112

Rowan’s tear–stained face was filled with confusion, and one hand was still clutching Isolde’s jacket

Doris was gone, and Rowan had been left behind.

Rowan is adamant that Isolde is his mom, and the manager has no choice but to go to Isolde.

Isolde has no choice but to take Rowan first.

During dinner, Rowan stared at the children’s steak in front of him and looked up at Isolde beside him.

“Mom, I don’t know how to cut a steak, can you cut it for me?”

Isolde, however, said, “You’re five years old, you’re a big boy, it’s time you learned to do things like cut a steak yourself.”

At that, Rowan deflated his mouth, lowered his head, and muttered in a small voice, “But Doris’s mom helps …… all the time.”

Halfway through his sentence, he snapped to the thought of Doris leaving without him, and tears fell from his nose again.

This time he didn’t cry, just a small sob, his tiny shoulders shaking.

Rowan raised his hand and wiped the tears from his face with his sleeve, then glanced quietly at Cassius.

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