---- Chapter 290 'But it isn't your fault," Liam consoled in a soft voice. "Don't think about it anymore. Over time, things will calm down." "Still, I'm also unwilling, for things to stop in such a messy way either." Wendy leaned against the passenger seat and sighed. She wasn't just unwilling -she also wanted those sheep who followed the crowd mindlessly and took the chance to hurt her to be punished. Liam's eyebrows raised. "Is that so?

I thought you only wanted to return to your calm life from before." "lused to think that. But the way I see it now, even if I wanted to tolerate everything and take a step back, they aren't willing to let me live my life peacefully." She pursed her lips. "You know I'm not the kind of person who would let other people hurt me as they wish." Liam couldn't help but turn to stare at her. "It seems like someone is an exception to that rule." "What?" Wendy was confused.

"Who are you talking about?" Liam's gaze dimmed , a dark look flashing across his eyes. It's nothing. Tell me what your plan is. I'll help you." "There's no need. I'll deal with it alone this time." Wendy looked out the car window. "Otherwise, they'll only think I'm ---- a weak person." She seemed to be implying something , but Liam didn't ask any further questions. Back at Nortia Villas, the phone on the table began to vibrate. An unknown number was calling.

James glanced at Ethan, who was playing with building blocks on the carpet. He silently got up and walked out with his phone. "Mr. Frank, we've carried out your orders. Those reporters won't continue blocking Dr. Sanders anymore. Also, those people who were throwing things from the crowd and tried to hurt Dr. Sanders have already been sent to the police station. "Dr. Sanders successfully returned home and hasn't left the house yet.

She isn't hurt and is very safe." A respectful voice rang out from the phone. James made an approving sound. "Continue following her. Just make sure not to expose your identities. Do not let her get hurt, even in the slightest." "Yes, si After the call ended, James realized that it was drizzling. He stood on the steps and stared at the sky blankly , as if he were thinking about something. Suddenly, a young voice snapped him back to reality.

"Daddy, ---- is Mommy calling?" James retracted his gaze and looked down to see Ethan holding his hand. "When will Mommy come home?" Ever since Jenna appeared in their peaceful lives, Ethan had never brought Wendy up in sucha tone. Even after Wendy left, he rarely talked about his mother. James felt his heart squeeze . He almost lost his breath as he stared at the face that looked similar to Wendy's. "After Mommy is done with her work, she'll come home," he said slowly.

Yet, he didn't know if he believed his own words. Upon hearing this, Ethan said with a sob, "I miss Mommy. Daddy, won't you ask Mommy to come home?" James frowned slightly. "Isn't it good that you have Aunt Jenna? I thought Aunt Jenna was your favourite. Previously , you didn't even want Mommy to come home." After some thought, Ethan shook his head and said, "I don't know why, but I don't like Aunt Jenna anymore. She always hurts me by accident."