Scum Daddy Dreams Of Stealing My Mommy! Chapter 218: Have You Had a Relationship?

Alia couldn’t respond.

Just thinking about Kane saying he had revealed everything to his family made her feel an even greater urge to flee.

It wasn’t about feeling worthless, but simply not wanting to experience an uncelebrated relationship with her family again.

She was no longer the naïve girl who believed love was enough.

Now, having truly experienced marriage and seen the warmth and coldness of human relationships, she understood what the essence of life really was.

Love was no longer a necessity in her world.

So, there was absolutely no need to scramble her hard-earned life for sothing so elusive and tear it apart.

Moreover, when she had been hurt and suffered pain in the past, it hadn’t mattered since she was alone.

But now she was a mother, with children in tow.

Apart from considering her own life, she had to think about her children’s ntal health and their future prospects.

She couldn’t let her children suffer the consequences of her actions.

After a long silence, having mulled over everything in her heart, she finally made up her mind.

Turning off the stove again, she turned around to face the tall and burly Kane, steadied herself, and said resolutely, "I’m sorry, Kane... I don’t think we’re suitable for each other. We should stop trying. I’m truly grateful for all you’ve done for and my son over the years; this kindness, I will never forget. But gratitude isn’t the sa as affection. I appreciate you, I even admire and respect you, but none of this is love."

She smiled bitterly, her brows furrowing in distress, "I don’t understand, you’re so outstanding, so charismatic, why don’t I feel attracted? Maybe I don’t deserve you, or perhaps my heart is dead, no longer brave enough to love soone again."

She spoke in English to make sure Kane wouldn’t misunderstand her words.

But for Kane, he actually wished she had spoken Chinese, so he could pretend he didn’t understand anything.

The kitchen was quiet, and their gazes locked.

Alia looked apologetic, feeling she was too ungrateful.

She was afraid Kane would be angry, yet felt that he should be angry.

Even if he, in a fit of anger, decided to remove her from the brand, it would be her own fault.

But Kane did not.

He stared at her, struggling to maintain control for a while, then feigned strength and painlessness, saying calmly, "I don’t accept your reasoning. As long as you’re not married, I can still pursue you."

"Kane—" Alia felt sowhat helpless.

"You don’t need to say anymore. I’ve long considered you and your sons as my family, and Noah as my own child. Over these years, I’ve grown accustod to having you by my side."

Ah—

Alia didn’t know how to continue persuading him.

Why were all the n she t so persistent? No, this was downright stubbornness!

Did they not understand what rejection ant?

Just as she was helpless and didn’t know how to respond, Kane raised his eyebrow, as if it was obvious, "You Chinese have a saying, ’Where sincerity is, even tal and stone will open.’"

Not knowing how to express this phrase in English, he switched to halting Chinese.

Alia was quite surprised; she didn’t expect him to know this idiom.

"It ans, as long as I show enough sincerity and persistence, I can surely move your heart, right?"

Alia couldn’t help but smile wryly, took a deep breath to compose herself, "Kane... We have another saying in China, ’A twisted lon is not sweet,’ which ans that love shouldn’t be forced, otherwise even if obtained, it won’t bring happiness. Do you understand?"

Kane looked baffled and confused, not sure if he understood.

Alia, thinking about cooking, decided to end the conversation there, "Nevermind, you should leave for now, I need to cook. After we eat, you should pack your things and stay at a hotel."

Her decision wasn’t influenced by Christopher Hart’s words.

Instead, it was because once things had been spoken aloud, relations should be clear—there should be a proper sense of distance between n and won.

Kane tried to stay and continue making his case, but Alia closed the door and even locked it.

Seeing Kane ejected by their mother, Noah and Ethan ran up curiously asking, "Kane, did you have a fight with our mom?"

"No, of course not, but your mom rejected again," Kane said, his broad shoulders slumping as he sat down on the sofa.

Noah looked at him sympathetically, patting him on the shoulder like a little adult, encouraging, "This isn’t the first ti you’ve been rejected. Cheer up, I believe in you!"

The man laughed and ruffled his hair.

Turning his head, he saw that the living room was empty of his rival and the little girl.

Before he could voice his confusion, Noah explained, "That guy took his sister and left, saying they’ll pick us up for kindergarten tomorrow."

"Oh."

Whenever his rival was ntioned, Kane beca even more listless.

It seed that no matter what, he couldn’t compete with that guy. Just because of his three kids; he was more qualified than himself.

So frustrating!

——

The next morning.

Alia had just gotten up when her phone started ringing.

"I’m on my way from ho, I’ll be there in about forty-five minutes. Get your sons up."

Alia hung up without even uttering a "hmm."

Noah was looking forward to kindergarten, but Ethan refused, clinging to the bed, crying, saying he didn’t want to go to kindergarten, he wanted to play at ho, wanted mom to stay with him.

Alia was exasperated, coaxed the younger one to get dressed, and then took him to brush his teeth and wash his face.

As they were leaving the house, the little guy completely broke down, crying and refusing to go.

The phone rang again, and before Christopher Hart could speak, he heard the earth-shattering cries on the other end and was shocked, "What happened?"

Alia, gasping for breath, hands on her hips as she looked at her son sitting on the ground, powerless, "The little one has been throwing a tantrum since waking up, refusing to go."

"Why?" the man asked.

The woman thought the question was odd, "Isn’t it normal for small children to resist going to kindergarten for the first ti? What do you an, why?"

The man didn’t speak again and hung up.

Soon, there was a knock on the door.

Alia opened it and saw the imposing man standing before her, quickly averting her gaze.

"Ethan, be good and go to kindergarten. After school, Daddy will take you to the mall, and you can buy whatever you want, okay?"

Alia was incredulous, "Who spoils their children like that?"

Ethan imdiately stopped crying, looking up at him, seemingly contemplating the truth of his statent.

"Really, I promise," the father reassured.

Alia rolled her eyes, "Daddy this, Daddy that," the children hadn’t even recognized him as such yet, and he dared make such offers.

Ethan remained silent, but he got up from the floor and then, with tears in his eyes, turned towards his mother, stuttering, "I... I want Mommy to stay..."

"It’s you going to—" It’s you going to kindergarten, not Mommy.

"Okay, Daddy and Mommy will both take you to kindergarten, alright?"

Alia was about to refuse when Christopher Hart had already agreed for her and then kept winking at her.

She was once again frustrated by his way of parenting.

But since Demon King Marshall was willing to step out of the house on his own, it was progress.

Alia had no choice but to suppress her feelings of annoyance and take the children to kindergarten.

Besides, it was a good opportunity to check out the kindergarten firsthand.

In the elevator, Christopher Hart slightly lowered his gaze, staring at the silent woman.

Seeing her simply dressed yet still unable to hide the soft, sensuous aura exuding from her, combined with an intelligent, aloof deanor, he couldn’t help but show a fascinated expression.

Suddenly, the silent man abruptly asked, "Did you and Kane ever have a relationship?"