Chapter 142

For a moment, Elaria stood there, overwhelmed. After a long pause, she finally spoke in a hoarse voice, "I've been back for a few days. Your sir and I are divorced, so don't call me ‘madam' anymore." The maid looked a bit sad, but still smiled, "If you've got time, bring little miss back for dinner. We'll make something special for her." Elaria's eyes reddened as she gave a soft "mm." These maids had all worked with her back when they were at Imperial Crest Residences. After so many years together, it was impossible not to feel anything. After that brief exchange, she followed upstairs. The master bedroom was quiet, almost too still. Sebastian laid Ryan on the bed, gently helping him out of his jacket. Underneath, he was wearing a white T-shirt with a little yellow duck on it, making his pale little face look even more delicate and adorable. Just one tiny, sleepy baby. The little guy nestled into the bed, relaxed by the familiar scent around him, rolled over and drifted off. His small