"They're just kids…"
Chase raised his eyebrows. His tone was sour and sharp. "They're already five years old. How can you see them as kids still? The son and mother should be parted once the son gets old enough. Don't you know such common sense?"
Hazel was so angry that she almost spat out a mouthful of blood. She rolled her eyes. "They're only five years old. What's the big deal?"
"They're already five years old. They're already old enough! Kids nowadays mature very early!"
Chase just didn't want the children to be too dependent on Hazel.
These two little fellows were actually not close to him at all. As their father, he was very unhappy.
He felt that all Hazel cared about were the children and didn't care about him at all.
"Alright, alright. I can't be bothered to argue with you!"
Chase snorted and turned to look at the servant. "Lily, take the children to take a shower!"
"Yes, sir," replied Lily.
