The Unstoppable Comeback Of the Unrivaled Ex-Wife-Chapter 364 - 360

"Ah, it’s Daddy Q, and he’s come to play with us! Let me go open the door!" Abby’s rosy cheeks were the color of apples as she grinned and rushed towards the door.

"Daddy Q, you’ve arrived. We missed-" She opened the door while standing on tiptoe, and the smile died on her face when she realized the tall and attractive guy standing outside the door wasn’t Mr. Q. "Wow, uncle, you’re quite handsome," she said adoringly. "Are you lost? Who are you searching for?"

Ace looked down at Abby standing there adorably. "Excuse me, does Joanna live here?" His icy stare softened involuntarily.

"Handsome Uncle, why are you searching for my Mommy?" Abby was naive, and spoke bluntly.

Ace’s eyes widened slightly when he heard this. "Your Mommy?"

"Yes. Joanna is my Mommy. She is still working, so you’ll have to wait a bit if you want to meet her!"

Abby liked Ace instinctively, and pulled him into the house by grabbing his large hand with her small, pudgy fingers.

When she noticed he was carrying a basket of bright red cherry tomatoes, she acted like an adult and politely said, "Oh, Handsome Uncle, you didn’t have to bring us a gift! The cherry tomatoes look delicious and sweet though, so I’m sure Mommy would like them!"

He was speechless when he heard this.

Ace, who was 6 feet tall, stood still as Abby grasped his hand. He didn’t dare move or speak, and just obeyed her instructions, feeling his heart melt at her cuteness.

When Ethan discovered that Abby had brought a stranger into their home, his guard instantly went up. "Who are you, and what brings you into our home?"

He crossed his arms and glared at Ace, his expression serious.

Ace stared back at Ethan in shock, surprised by the little boy who had the same coldness and solemnity as him.

Ethan was like a mini Ace, while Abby was like a mini Joanna. He felt a rush of emotions in his heart.

"Are you also Joanna’s child?" He asked Ethan.

"I’m not going to answer that until Joanna gets home." Ethan quickly pulled Abby to him, looking at Ace like he was a monster.

Abby, meanwhile, put a hand on her brother’s shoulder reassuringly. "Ethan, I believe this uncle is a nice guy," she remarked pleasantly. "You don’t have to be scared of him. He’s most likely Mommy’s friend. He even gave us a bunch of delicious tomatoes!"

She was eating a tomato as she spoke, and the delicious flavor of it reinforced her belief that Ace wasn’t a bad guy.

Ethan frowned hopelessly and scolded her, "Abby, didn’t I warn you not to trust strangers? You’ve never even met him before, so how do you know he’s not a jerk?"

"Oh, that’s simple. Bad people are ugly. Their faces will be scarred and they will be large. But this uncle is incredibly attractive, even more so than Daddy Liam! How could he possibly be bad? He’s surely a nice guy!"

Ace was taken aback and said, "Little child, you and your mother are very much alike – you two are both shallow."

He remembered how Joanna fell in love with him because of his looks. Genes were such a curious thing!

"Come with me, Abby!"

Ethan glared at Ace, then took his sister’s hand and led her into the study.

"What is it, Ethan? It’s not polite to leave the handsome man out there all by himself! We should spend more time with him."

Abby stared impatiently out into the living room, gazing at Ace, sitting on the couch, wishing she could always cling to the man.

But Ethan swiftly slammed the door shut and, with a stern expression, scolded his sister, "You silly girl! Still can’t recognize who that man is?"

"What do you mean, Ethan? Do you know that handsome man?"

"So you really can’t recognize him. Fine, I’ll show you a picture..."

Ethan picked up his phone and browsed through it for ages, punctuated by periodical "ums" and "ahhs" before he finally tapped on Joanna and Ace’s wedding photo.

"Ah, he’s our evil Daddy!" Abby covered her mouth with her hand. Her eyes widened with shock, looking as big and juicy as grapes. She had always known that their naughty daddy was very handsome, but she never expected him to be this handsome in real life! It was no wonder that she did not recognize him the moment she saw him!

"Now that you know who he is," Ethan asked, "do you still like him? Do you still think he’s a good guy?"

"No!" Abby shook her head vehemently and clenched her little fists. "Not even a little bit!" she angrily declared. "Any man who dared to hurt Mommy is a bad man, no matter how handsome he is! I don’t like him at all!"

"Good," Ethan stroked his chin and nodded with satisfaction. "I’m glad you haven’t lost your backbone and forgotten our motive of coming to the city... Let me ask you again, why did we come to the city?"

"To protect Mommy!" Abby answered loudly, her voice full of spirits. "To be by her side and to avenge her!"

"Shh!" Ethan turned towards the door and added hushedly, "Naughty Daddy used to bully Mommy and treated her terribly. We should’ve taught him a harsh lesson long ago, but we never had the chance. Now he walked right through our door and straight into our hands, so we must seize this opportunity and make him suffer!"

"Do you have any plans, Ethan? Evil Daddy looks like a smart guy. He won’t be an easy target to deal with. Would it be a little too hard for us to teach him a lesson?"

"Don’t worry about that. If we work together, he’s simply no match for us."

Ethan had long conspired countless nefarious plans to deal with Ace Moran in his brilliant little mind. He leaned in towards Abby and whispered into her ear, and the twins enthusiastically began to discuss their schemes.

Meanwhile, Ace sat in the living room, almost bored to tears. He looked around him and found that, although this "home" seemed a little shabby, it still felt quaintly comforting and warm. He thought that perhaps the happiness of the ordinary man: a complete family of four—with a son and a daughter, three square meals each day, and a spouse who was always by your side—sounded pretty enticing after all.

Ace picked up a magazine on the coffee table and browsed through it. Even the most ordinary and commonplace surroundings failed to suppress his haughty and reserved aura.

It was then that Nancy returned from grocery shopping, her hands full of shopping bags, and the second she saw the man on the couch, she let out a scream as if she had just seen the devil himself.

"Aaahh! You... you... you... Ace Moran! What are you doing here? What are you planning to do?"

She then picked up the big kitchen knife that she just bought and held it up as if she was about to fight the man to the death.