Entangled with My Cousin's Fiancé
Chapter 403: Mom is About to be Taken Away

Chapter 403: Chapter 403: Mom is About to be Taken Away

Yolanda Greenwood brought Little Ella home, but Lola Gold was not there. With the wedding approaching, Lola Gold returned very late every day.

"Ella, let’s take a bath first." Yolanda wanted to help the little one take a bath and change into clean clothes. "All right, you go play by yourself. Mom needs to work for a while."

"Okay." Little Ella agreed easily but kept following Yolanda.

Yolanda sat on the sofa and pulled the little one in front of her, "Tell me, what’s wrong?"

"Mom, good kids shouldn’t lie, right?" Little Ella asked in a small voice, looking at her mom with a bit of grievance in her eyes.

Yolanda held the child on her knee, "Good kids indeed shouldn’t lie, but if you had to lie, just give yourself a small punishment, and try not to lie next time."

"Mom," Little Ella stared at Yolanda with big eyes, "you didn’t call Dad this noon, did you?"

"..." Yolanda didn’t say anything. Indeed, her phone wasn’t on the call at that time. She just wanted Cooper Coldson to think she was on good terms with her husband, hoping Cooper would give up sooner. She didn’t expect Ella would guess it.

Little Ella lowered her head. She guessed because Mom never talked to Dad like that, and Mom rarely called Dad actively.

She also lied that day because she felt her parents weren’t really affectionate.

"Mom, did you lie because of Uncle Coldson?" her voice sounded like a small kitten, thinly and with grievance.

"Ella dear, Mom shouldn’t have lied, but it wasn’t because of Uncle Coldson; it’s Mom’s own reason," Yolanda’s feelings were complex, "This time Mom made a mistake. How do you think Mom should be punished?"

Little Ella immediately hugged Yolanda’s neck, "No, no, don’t punish Mom, Mom’s not wrong."

"Silly child, how about we punish Mom by having an extra bowl of rice tonight, okay?" Yolanda said with a smile.

"Okay." Little Ella nodded, finally letting out a small breath.

Yolanda held her in a different position and asked tentatively, "Did Ella have fun today?"

"Fun." The little one nodded earnestly.

Yolanda asked her again, "Does Ella like Uncle Coldson?"

This time, Little Ella didn’t answer immediately. Instead, she asked Yolanda, "Why does Mom ask this?"

Yolanda found it amusing. This little rascal was sometimes very clever, she glossed over it, "Nothing much, I just asked casually. If Ella likes him, maybe we can all go out together in the future. If Ella doesn’t like him, we definitely won’t."

Little Ella blinked. She actually quite liked Uncle Coldson; he was good looking, nice, and treated her and Mom well, but she didn’t quite like Mom being with Uncle Coldson.

Her little head thought for a while before she climbed down from Yolanda’s knee and answered seriously, "I like him halfway."

"Like halfway?" Yolanda was amused by this answer, "Why only halfway?"

The little one said earnestly, "The other half depends on his behavior. If one day he does something I don’t like, then I won’t like him anymore."

Yolanda chuckled, "Alright, go play, Mom needs to work."

"Mom, I want to video call Dad." Little Ella begged, "Just for a while, okay?"

"Alright, fifteen minutes." Yolanda handed the phone to her daughter.

Unexpectedly, Little Ella acted secretively this time, holding the phone mysteriously and went to the bedroom, evidently intending to talk privately with Dad.

Yolanda shook her head helplessly, letting her be.

She opened her laptop but was a bit distracted, thinking about Cooper’s hurt expression today; she couldn’t feel nothing.

But what could she do?

She no longer loved him and even forgot they ever loved each other. Yet even if Isabella hadn’t come along, there wouldn’t have been a chance for them.

After a moment of distraction, Yolanda sighed lightly and quickly pulled herself together to continue working.

In the bedroom, Little Ella told Dad for a long time about the fun projects at the amusement park, suddenly becoming mysterious.

"Dad, when are you coming? If you don’t come, someone will take Mom away."

The man laughed indulgently and asked, "Oh? Who wants to take Mom away?"

"An uncle, a handsome uncle with lots of money," Little Ella exaggerated, "Dad, you know? The amusement park we went to today is his, and he treats me and Mom so well, he must want to take Mom away."

The man didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

"Dad, I’m telling the truth," the little one got a bit anxious, "He even asked about you and Mom’s relationship."

"Then how did you answer?"

"I said it’s great, I said you call and video chat every day, I said..." saying this, Little Ella’s voice suddenly became aggrieved, "Waa waa waa, I lied, I’m not a good child."

"Ella dear, don’t cry, don’t cry, listen to Dad, you didn’t lie," the man was evidently very concerned about Little Ella, "It’s not just daily calls and video chats that show a good relationship. Dad indeed misses Mom every day, Dad believes Mom does too, but due to work, we have to be apart. We’re adults and must learn to consider each other’s feelings, keeping the longing in our hearts, understand?"

The little one’s tears finally stopped, big eyes looking tearfully at Dad while sobbing and asking for confirmation, "Really?"

"Of course, you forgot Dad is a soldier, can’t lie!" the man said with sincerity.

"So, Dad will never leave Mom and Ella, right?" the little girl sobbed, heartbreaking.

"Silly girl, what nonsense, how could Dad leave you?"

"Then..." Little Ella sniffled and asked, "What if one day Mom doesn’t want Dad..."

She pursed her lips and was about to cry again, "Ella wants Dad, Ella will never leave Dad, but what Ella wants most is Mom and Dad together, waa waa waa..."

She couldn’t hold it in anymore and cried loudly.

Yolanda outside faintly heard the crying. At first, it wasn’t clear, but gradually the voice got louder. She quickly got up and went into the bedroom.

"What’s wrong?" She saw Little Ella sitting on the bed crying breathlessly, hurried forward to hold the child, somewhat reproachfully asked, "What’s the matter? Why is Ella crying?"

The man smiled wryly, not knowing how to answer.

Little Ella firmly protected Dad, immediately tried hard to stop crying, "It’s not Dad’s fault, it’s just Ella misses Dad too much, so cried."

Yolanda’s expression changed slightly, said to the man on the phone, "Hang up now."