My Ex-Husband Always Knew That I Had Cheated on Him

Chapter 397: Chapter 386: Only He Can

For so many years, Gary has always been outside, this is the first time Henry Johnson, as a father, has asked him to come back.

Of course, it was a happy occasion.

It was joyful too.

But some things come too late, and thus lose their meaning.

After a long time, Gabriella Dyer came to her senses and slowly closed the door.

She walked to the floor-to-ceiling window of the room and looked at the starry sky outside.

Her mind was filled with everything that had happened between her and Liam Johnson over the years.

The more she thought, the more she suddenly smiled.

This smile was neither joyful nor sorrowful.

It was tinged with a bitter heartache.

She felt sorry for herself.

Clearly, she once could control her own destiny single-handedly, clearly, she needed no man in her life.

Why did she end up being ensnared by Liam Johnson?

Gabriella Dyer, remember this, from today on,

you only live for yourself, and for your son.

She took a deep breath, glanced at the time, and picked up the phone to call her son.

The middle of the night domestically was afternoon abroad, it was a perfect time to call.

But when she dialed the number, it rang over and over, yet nobody answered.

Gabriella suddenly recalled that a few days ago, her son mentioned he was going to a world of a valley for inspiration.

Suddenly she started to worry.

She stared at her phone intently, calling repeatedly.

Abroad, Gary Johnson was completely awed by the breathtaking natural wonders before him.

He had already descended far enough not to hear his phone vibrating.

It wasn’t until Gabriella had called the tenth time that he noticed.

When he picked up his phone and saw there were 10 missed calls, he quickly called back.

"Mom, is something wrong? Why so many calls at once?"

"...Just come back quickly, it’s hard to explain over the phone."

Gabriella was about to explain, but as the words reached her lips, she changed her mind.

Letting her son misunderstand might be better; with that, he might rush back from abroad non-stop.

But due to poor signal in the valley, Gary didn’t quite catch what Gabriella said afterward.

He only heard her say to come back quickly.

"Mom, what happened? Tell me. Mom! Hello? Hello?"

Gary kept yelling into the phone, but it still didn’t have any signal, all that was left was the sound of the line disconnecting.

After hanging up, the phone turned off.

Even though he didn’t want to inherit the Johnson Family’s business, he was still very filial.

Gary really believed something had happened, and after the call disconnected, he immediately rushed back nonstop.

On the way back, as soon as his phone got a signal, he hurriedly booked a flight back home.

After booking the ticket, he tried calling Gabriella again.

Gabriella still didn’t pick up.

He had already booked the soonest available flight, which would take off in an hour.

He thought, there was no need to call the others at home.

He hadn’t been home for a long time, it was indeed time to go back and have a look.

And Gabriella just stood there, staring at the phone screen as it lit up and went dark, repeatedly.

She intentionally didn’t answer her son’s calls.

In the best case, her son could return immediately.

Finally, she even turned off her phone and went to bed.

She hoped that by tomorrow morning, she could see her son.

With that, any Alexander Johnson or Alan Johnson would step aside.

Her son was the best heir.

Keep in mind, the Johnson Family reaching where they are today is in half thanks to the Dyer Family’s contributions.

Her son inheriting the Dyer Family’s legacy is only natural.

Gabriella smiled smugly, closed her eyes, and went to sleep.

In the study, the moment Soren Johnson entered, he couldn’t help but lose his temper.

With Chloe Simpson in the living room, of course, Soren Johnson would not explode.

He wouldn’t let Chloe see a joke made of the situation, and Soren Johnson always had an understanding of those matters between Gabriella and Alexander.

But now, with only the two of them in the study.

The elder no longer needed to hold back.

"Alexander Johnson! Despite all the efforts I’ve put into nurturing you over the years, is this how you repay me? Huh!"

The inkwell on the study desk was thrown directly at Alexander Johnson.

Alexander Johnson stood there, not dodging or avoiding.

Letting the inkwell hit him on the head, immediately splitting open a wound.

Blood dripped down, one drop after another.

Seeing Alexander Johnson’s wound, the elder furrowed his brows and refrained from further action.