Billionaire's Unforgettable Ex-Wife
Chapter 345 - 189 Hunter, You are Born to a Mistress_4

Chapter 345: Chapter 189 Hunter, You are Born to a Mistress_4

"Hunter loves you so much. If it weren’t something serious, he wouldn’t have ignored your messages until now."

Richard said and then firmly assisted her out of the place.

On the way back home, Faye Townsend didn’t say a word, and Richard drove with a cold, stern face.

When they reached the alley near her home, Richard saw a crowd of reporters and couldn’t help but become furious.

They are really determined to harass Faye Townsend endlessly, aren’t they?

As the car approached, the swarm of reporters all rushed forward.

Someone recognized the wastrel Richard Townsend and shouted, "It’s the Townsend Family’s heir."

In an instant, the car was completely surrounded.

Faye sat quietly inside the car, saying nothing, while Richard kept honking the horn, but no one moved aside.

Their enthusiasm for interviews was high; someone pounded on the rear window and shouted, "Director Townsend, Miss Sebastian Sheldon left a bloody note saying you drove her to her death, how do you explain this?"

Faye furrowed her brow and looked at Richard, "Is there really such news?"

"Any kind of news can exist. It was her own choice to die, what does it have to do with you?"

Faye’s mind buzzed; she had said it before—she had told Sebastian to go die.

She lowered her eyes, and Richard lowered the window just a crack and shouted, "Get lost, or I’ll run you over."

Hearing Richard’s words, Faye regained her composure and said, "Don’t act recklessly, call the police."

Richard rolled the window back up and called the police.

Within three minutes, the police arrived and dispersed the crowd.

Richard asked the officers to wait for a moment, he made a call to Uncle Rivers to bring the two children out, and then he took Faye and the children back to the Townsend family’s old house together.

The reporters left for now, but once the police were gone, they would certainly return.

Such an environment was very harmful to the children.

Rather than let them suffer, it was better to bring them to the old house.

"For the next few days, Darnley and Miya will stay here with Auntie.

Faye, tomorrow you should pack up and move to Hunter Warren’s old house.

The security there is better than it is here, and relatively safer too.

You can’t enter the community without a permit."

Faye nodded. For the first time, she felt that this brother was somewhat useful.

This might be the first time since growing up that he provided her with warmth.

After her divorce, the hateful brother seemed to blur more and more.

Darnley and Miya knew their mother wasn’t feeling well and didn’t trouble her.

But after they reached their uncle’s house, Miya couldn’t help but ask Faye, "Mommy, where’s Daddy? Our home was almost robbed, but why didn’t we see Daddy?"

"Your dad is on a business trip, working. You little ones, mommy’s not in a good mood now, don’t trouble her.

Eliana, take the kids upstairs to play for a while.

Uncle Rivers will soon come, and when he does, he’ll take them."

Darnley pouted unhappily, "Why should we listen to you? Our mom isn’t feeling well, we want to stay with her."

Eliana crouched down and said, "Darnley, Miya, it’s not that you can’t stay with your mom, but she’s really sad right now and needs some peace. How about I play with you for a while?

When she feels better, you can play together, okay?"

Faye managed a smile and gave the kids a hug, "I’m sorry, my little darlings. I was supposed to play with you, but mommy’s head is a bit of a mess right now."

"It’s okay, mommy," Darnley said, reaching up to touch Faye’s head, "I’ll take sister upstairs now. She just asked me to tell her a story."

After Faye kissed their foreheads, they obediently took Eliana’s hand and went upstairs.

As Eliana went up the stairs, she gave Faye a worried glance.

Faye returned to her room, lying on the bed with her phone in hand.

She didn’t know if Sebastian Sheldon’s death would affect Hunter Warren.

All she knew was that everything felt really chaotic right now.

She didn’t know if this was the result she had been anticipating, but this farewell method made her very uneasy.

At ten in the evening, Hunter Warren’s private car appeared in front of a garden villa at No. 12, East Avenue, Riverside City.

He looked around, this was the place where the woman Faye Townsend had hidden lived.