---- Chapter 149 James' hand clenched into a fist. He was completely unaware of the wound on the back of his hand opening again, blood soaking the bandage. "James, are you okay? You're scaring both me and Ethan," Jenna's voice echoed softly in his ear. He snapped back to reality. Completely sober now, he looked at Jenna for the first time with a hint of cold suspicion. "Why did you bring Ethan here?

He usually sleeps deeply and doesn't wake up easily." Because of Wendy's habits and careful parenting, Ethan always felt safe and never woke up in the middle of the night. James' breath caught in his throat. He realized that his thoughts kept drifting to Wendy sitting not far away, no matter what he told himself. Noticing his frequent glances toward Wendy, Jenna felt a surge of panic. She quickly lowered her head and admitted fault. "It's all my fault, James.

If anyone's to blame, blame me." 'The excuse she gave was the same as before. She even softened her tone to make her words sound more convincing. ---- After speaking, she lightly tugged at Ethan's clothes, signaling to him that it was time to speak. Ethan looked up, hands on his hips, and said, "Daddy, I wanted to come here myself. Don't blame Auntie Jenna. I was worried Mommy might mistreat you!" James looked at him calmly. "This has nothing to do with your mom.

She didn't mistreat me." Glancing at the time, he told Jenna, "Take Ethan home to rest. Don't worry about anything else." Jenna pursed her lips and defended him. "Wendy spoke too harshly earlier. How could she say that you started the fight? I was afraid Ethan would hear all that, so I tried to cover his ears, but he still heard everything." She stared at James' face, clenching her fists to suppress the anger and jealousy she felt toward his support of Wendy.

James had seen exactly what had happened earlier. The truth was a little different from Jenna's version , but he didn't call her out. He still needed her to take Ethan home. "T'll deal with this when I get home. For now, call Freddy and have him drive you back," he repeated firmly. Jenna didn't dare upset him, so she just nodded and agreed . As they passed by Wendy, Jenna's grip on Ethan's arm suddenly tightened, making him cry out. "What's wrong?" Wendy instinctively looked over, frowning.

---- She tried to get up to check, but Liam held her back witha firm hand on her shoulder. She glanced sideways. Liam shook his head gently. Ethan looked up and saw the harsh expression in Jenna's eyes. The words caught in his throat, and fear made him take a step back. Jenna gasped, her voice full of concern. "What's wrong? Are you hurt?" She crouched down and grabbed Ethan's arm. Ethan tried to speak, but only felt sharp pain shoot through his arm. Tears streamed down uncontrollably.

The gentle, always- smiling Jenna he knew suddenly felt like a monster. It seemed the more truthful he was, the more pain he would get. If only he could make her happy, maybe it wouldn't hurt so much. Ethan turned and sobbed, shouting at Wendy, "I hate you! You're such a bad mom!" When the pressure on his arm instantly eased, he ran off. Jenna looked awkwardly at Wendy. "Kids say the darndest things. Don't be mad, Wendy. Ethan just has a bit of a temper." With that, she got up and hurried after Ethan.