Chapter 45

Ethan just felt sad because Wendy only ever blamed him. But he held back the urge to cry. Instead, he sniffled and nodded. "Jenna, you're so kind. I won't cause trouble again, or make you worry." "That's not—" Jenna was slightly stunned. That wasn't what she meant at all. She had said all that because she wanted Ethan to cry and complain about Wendy. James despised noisiness. If Ethan cried and used up the last bit of his patience, he would completely give up on that mother and son. But Ethan was too well-behaved. He only said a few things about Wendy and then fell silent. Watching Ethan gradually start smiling, Jenna clenched her teeth. That little brat looked like Wendy when he smiled. She had no idea what kind of parenting Wendy had given him to make him this way—able to hold back tears and move on from the unpleasantness like it never happened. "Where are you going?" James's abrupt question snapped Jenna out of her thoughts. She quickly brushed her hair back and gently said,