C105 Mommy Is the Queen

"Mommy, stop scolding me. I know I was wrong. I won't dare to do it again." Frank Scott also knew that he really overdid it this time. He also knew that Mommy was angry because she didn't want to take these things.

Clarie Scott saw that they were still admitting their mistakes and did not get angry. Instead, she warned them in a serious tone, "Do not take any random things from now on, let them be used by these adults. Do not touch any of them."

"I know!"

"What about you?" Clarie Scott's gaze swept over her daughter. Emma Scott pouted and nodded her head in a pained manner.

It was Dempsey Wilson's first time seeing the two little guys being so obedient. He couldn't help but admire this woman. She must have beaten his children many times in the past. Otherwise, why would the two little guys listen to everything she said?

"Return these items to me. This time, I will spare your lives. Don't give me a next time, remember this!" After Clarie Scott finished speaking, she stood up and walked towards the stairs.

Seeing that Mommy had stopped burning, Frank Scott and Emma Scott looked at each other and sighed dejectedly.

Dempsey Wilson sat on the side and took in the expressions of the two kids. It would be a lie to say that they didn't feel bad.

"Daddy, you should take these things back, Mommy doesn't want them!" Frank Scott immediately took care of the aftermath.

"You seem to be listening to Mommy? Why? When your mommy used to teach you guys a lesson, would she beat you up? " Dempsey Wilson felt that he should never teach his children.

"Mommy always likes to hit us on the palm, and that's bullshit!" Emma Scott said it straightforwardly.

Frank Scott gently touched his sister with his shoulder, as if reminding her not to speak carelessly.

Dempsey Wilson's eyes darkened. Sure enough, the two children were afraid of her because she got beaten up a lot.

He had to talk to this woman about this.

"Alright, I will ask Uncle Isaac Corbyn to put these things back tomorrow, and you two, don't be sad. Your filial piety, your mommy can feel it, she won't accept these things, it's just that she still can't accept me, we'll become a real family in the future …"

"What are you talking about?" Before Dempsey Wilson could finish his words, he heard Clarie Scott's dissatisfied voice coming from the stairs.

Dempsey Wilson immediately stopped talking.

"Daddy, what did you mean when you said you would become a real family? Are you going to marry Mommy? " Frank Scott heard this clearly and was very happy.

Dempsey Wilson's face was slightly hot. Did he say that just now?

Clarie Scott frowned and said coldly, "You can eat whatever you want, but don't spout nonsense. Don't mention what you can't do in front of the children. They will take it seriously."

Dempsey Wilson: "..."

Uncle Rory noticed the tense atmosphere in the living room. He quickly walked over with a smile and said, "young master, Miss Scott, you can take the kids to the table for dinner now."

"Emma, Frank, come here and wash your hands!" Clarie Scott greeted.

The two little guys immediately skipped over. While Clarie Scott was washing the children's hands, Frank Scott couldn't help but ask, "Mommy, are you still angry?"

"No, Mommy isn't angry!" Clarie Scott wiped their small hands with a towel, "You guys will always think of Mommy, Mommy is very happy. I was a little strict with you just now, so I hope you guys remember that you don't take things that don't belong to you. No matter how precious they are, no matter how much you like them, you still can't take them, understand?"

Frank Scott immediately nodded: "I know!"

Emma Scott nodded her head, but she didn't understand what he meant. That was a completely different matter.

After washing her hands, Clarie Scott led the children to the dining table.

Dempsey Wilson looked at Clarie Scott with a serious expression. Suddenly, a trace of evil emerged in his heart.

Didn't this woman hate him? Didn't she want to keep her distance from him? He had to think of a way to deal with her arrogant personality.

When Dempsey Wilson's thin lips curled up, he had already thought of a pretty good idea and decided to carry it out tomorrow.

He wanted to see what this woman would do to him in front of her office colleagues.

Clarie Scott's heart skipped a beat when she saw the man's upturned lips.

Strange, why did she have a bad feeling about this?

"Mommy, when are we having our birthday? Today, at school, there was a child's birthday. The teacher prepared a big birthday cake for her. That cake was delicious, and he even gave her a present. Can I also let the teacher prepare the cake for me and my brother? " "Emma Scott, who was eating, could not stop her mouth from opening as she asked with a look of anticipation.

Clarie Scott glanced at Dempsey Wilson and said lightly, "Your birthdays are still two months away, at that time, Mommy will prepare gifts and cakes for you."

"Can't it be moved forward?" Emma Scott pouted.

Dempsey Wilson's handsome face was gentle, and his voice was deep and pleasant, "Darling, if you want to eat the cake, you can get Uncle Rory to prepare it for you anytime."

"Really? "Then I want to eat it now." The little guy really could not stop for a moment.

"Now?" Dempsey Wilson was still confused about the little guy's personality. His handsome face slightly froze, then he glanced at Clarie Scott: "First ask your mommy, about this …" I can't make up my mind. "

Dempsey Wilson became smarter. He pushed everything that he knew he would be scolded to Clarie Scott.

"Mommy …" Emma Scott immediately looked pitifully at Clarie Scott.

However, Clarie Scott touched her head and said, "It's already so late. Don't eat cake and just eat a full meal. Eating too many sweets at night is bad for your teeth."

"But I just want to eat …" The little guy immediately looked at his father. She felt that her father would definitely fulfill her wish.

Dempsey Wilson quickly lowered his head to eat as he ignored his daughter's pitiful eyes.

"Emma Scott, are you not going to listen to Mommy's words?" Clarie Scott was worried that Dempsey Wilson would fulfill any of her demands, so she immediately became strict.

Lil Thing was actually very shrewd. She had predicted that if it would work, she would use it to get what she wanted.

If withdrawing Jiao Jiao was useless and she needed to be scolded, then she would weigh the pros and cons in her heart before deciding to give up on her request.

"Well... "If you don't eat, you won't eat." As expected, when Emma Scott saw that her mother was about to fly into a rage, she immediately became obedient.

Dinner continued to pass in silence. The two little guys were full and Dempsey Wilson took them for a walk in the garden.

Clarie Scott was standing on the balcony on the second floor, blowing on the wind. For some reason, her brain short-circuited and she couldn't think of any good inspiration.

In the distance, under an elegant street lamp, a large figure or two was being dragged along. From afar, one could hear the happy laughter of the little guy.