Billionaire's Unforgettable Ex-Wife
Chapter 357 - 195 Even if one dies, a person still has to pay for their actions (update 4)

Chapter 357: Chapter 195 Even if one dies, a person still has to pay for their actions (update 4)

Before dinner, he finally arrived at Lottie’s villa entrance.

Seeing Hunter Warren again here, Lottie was somewhat incredulous, her eyes brimming with tears.

Hunter forced a smile: "I haven’t eaten yet, won’t you invite me in for a meal?"

Lottie paused for a moment, then quickly stepped forward to open the door: "You... why are you here?"

"Faye said the noodles you make are delicious. I came to have a bowl before I head back."

As he spoke, he was already walking inside.

Lottie hurriedly followed him in. Once in the living room, she pointed to the sofa: "You sit, I’ll go make you some noodles right away. What flavor do you like?"

"What flavor did I like when I was a kid?" he asked sincerely, looking at her.

Lottie’s eyes welled up, and she forced a sad smile: "Tomato and egg noodles."

"Then make that," he said.

Lottie nodded, turned, and went into the kitchen. She took a deep breath, wiped the tears from her cheeks, tied on an apron, and started cooking the noodles.

Hunter sat on the sofa, looking back at the kitchen.

From this position, he could only see half of Lottie’s figure in the kitchen.

But even so, Hunter watched attentively.

This familiar silhouette, this seemingly familiar silhouette, was actually his biological mother.

He turned his head to gently wipe away the glimmer at the corner of his eye before turning on the TV.

Coincidentally, the TV was broadcasting news about him and Sebastian Sheldon.

He casually changed the channel to watch other news.

Not long after, Lottie came out with a bowl of noodles: "Hunter, the noodles are ready, come eat."

Hunter stood up and sat down by the dining table. Lottie didn’t eat either, but at this moment, she had completely lost her appetite, just watching her son, feeling fulfilled in her heart.

Hunter gazed at the noodles for a moment, then curled the corner of his lips: "I haven’t had noodles for many years.

I thought I didn’t like noodles."

He picked up the chopsticks and took a bite of the noodles: "The taste feels familiar; it seems I really had this when I was a child."

"When you were young, I didn’t hire a nanny, I always took care of you by myself.

You loved to cry and was very mischievous, so I often couldn’t cook for you while taking care of you.

When you got a little older, I almost made you noodles every day because it was convenient."

Hunter smiled: "I was very mischievous when I was little?"

"Yes, once, I poured freshly boiled water into the thermos.

You kicked it over with one foot. Fortunately, you ran away after kicking it, or you might have been scalded."

Lottie said, looking at his face: "Faye called me and said she went to Korea.

Is she okay? Is everything alright?

Is it really okay for you not to be by her side at this time?"

"We’re all fine. In the days to come, there might be some tears, but we’ll handle everything well."

Lottie nodded: "Don’t let Faye suffer because of you. She’s a good girl; you must treat her well and love her."

Hunter slowly placed the chopsticks next to the bowl: "Last time I came... it was a bit rushed.

I misunderstood you before understanding the situation clearly. I’m... here to apologize."

Lottie faintly smiled: "You don’t need to apologize to me. In this world, no mother would blame her child."

"All these years, for my sake, you’ve had to live like a walking corpse.

You don’t even dare to venture out into the world..." Hunter said, sighing heavily.

"Once I’ve handled Lucas’s affairs, I will give you your freedom."

"I’ve grown accustomed to it; I like this peaceful life.

In this lifetime, no one could be as happy as I am.

I live the life I want, so you don’t need to feel sorry for me.

If you really made me interact with the outside world, I wouldn’t know what to do.

I’m fine like this, don’t worry."

Hunter looked at her; how could he believe her words?

For anyone in this world, this life might not be a prison, but it’s as good as one.

Now that he understood what kind of belief kept her going through these days, he couldn’t just pretend he was unaware.

"And also, Lucas, he is your biological brother after all. I hope... you don’t drive him to complete destruction. I don’t want you to regret it one day."

Hunter smiled: "Don’t you worry about that."

"Lucas is a victim too. If it weren’t for my shamelessness, he could have had everything from the Warren Family all to himself.

In truth, I ruined Lucas’s happiness."