My Domineering CEO Husband

“Mommy, he’s talking nonsense!”

“You can’t delete it, then sue him for rumor-mongering!”

“Yes, he’s a bad guy, let’s get the police to arrest him!”

Stella and the girls were puffed up, and their words were still childish, but they had already made their attitude clear.

Lottie reached out and stroked Stella’s little head and said with a smile, “Okay, Mommy will take care of it, Mommy will not let go of any bad guy who wants to harm us, do you trust Mommy?”Copyright by Nôv/elDrama.Org.

Fabian skimmed his lips, not so convinced.

Because at the beginning of her contact with mommy, she couldn’t even protect herself and was bullied by people like Luke Berry.

Later, she got better at fighting, but she still always encountered various problems.

This time, faced with Ian’s malicious slander, is a personal attack on her, how can mommy be half-heartedly unaffected, but also so strong to stand up to tackle the bad guys.

Fabian felt heartbroken when he thought about it, and even wanted to run upstairs now and tell Daddy to his face.

Your brother is bullying your wife like this, how can you do nothing about it?

“Mommy, of course we believe you, but …”

“No buts.”

Lottie went to look at Fabian again, and the corners of her lips curled up slightly: “Or do you guys look down on mommy?”

The three babies shook their heads in unison.

Lottie laughed softly and looked at them with love in her eyes.

“Don’t worry about it, don’t sleep so late, you won’t grow taller in the future.” Lottie turned her head to Yuki: “Mom, can you please take them upstairs to rest?”

Yuki froze for a moment and looked at Lottie.

Lottie gave her a slight nod.

Yuki: “Okay, Elijah, Fabian, Stella, you guys need to rest early, I’ll take you to bed.”

Stella beamed, “Mommy, we’re not sleepy.”

What time is it, how can they sleep.

They have to help mommy beat the bad guys together.

“Go to sleep even if you’re not sleepy.” Lottie showed a pitiful expression, “Or do you want Mommy to worry about your health and not be able to sleep?”

I have to say, Lottie’s acting skills are a powerhouse.

With just such an expression, the children were flustered.

“Don’t worry, Mommy, we’re going to rest now.” Fabian said.

Stella glared at Fabian, still a little reluctant.

“Mommy, we can help.”

Lottie smiled, “Mommy both daddies are here, and so many good friends, what can’t be solved? You guys just don’t worry about it, go get some rest with Grandma.”

“Mommy …”

“Stella, be a good girl. Mommy has to go back to work tomorrow, don’t let her worry about you guys.” Yuki advised gently from the side.

Stella looked at Yuki and grimaced aggressively.

Elijah shook his head at Stella, signaling her to stop.

“Okay, Mommy, then we’ll go get some rest, good night.”

Lottie smiled and kissed her on the forehead, then touched her little cheeks and said with a smile, “Go get some rest, Mommy will come over later to keep you company.”

Lottie gave Elijah and Fabian another kiss and let Yuki take them to bed.

After they left, Lottie’s expression changed to one of indifference.

“Where’s Edward?” Lottie asked.

“Here.”

In the corner, Edward held up his hand, his voice weak.

Not for anything else, he was weak.

He never thought that Lottie’s case would leak out and become a knife to Lottie.

He was remorseful, guilty, and weak.

Lottie saw Edward hiding in the corner, the corner of his mouth lifted slightly, his eyes stared straight at him, and asked, “That case list, is it true?”

Or to put it differently.

Is it true that she is suffering from schizophrenia.

Under the collective gaze of Lottie and everyone else, Edward felt his scalp tingle.

He mumbled something and looked away, refusing to meet Lottie’s eyes.

Lottie’s heart tightened.

“Talk.”

Edward: “Yes … it’s true.”

Lottie’s face changed, and Connie rushed forward to hug her.

“No, it can’t be, how can it be. lottie is obviously normal, what part of her behaves like a sick person.”

Edward carefully explained, “It’s just the beginning stage, because there was a trauma, so there will be a stress reaction. Her subconscious mind refuses to accept someone’s injury, so she becomes impulsive and irritable, and highly aggressive and destructive.”

Lottie froze for a moment and then understood.

She recalled several previous experiences, all when she thought someone had been hurt.

She had punched Lincoln Yung hard, and when Stella was almost killed and she lost control of the fight, and even when Jessica was injured and hospitalized and she was in the midst of endless self-loathing …

And each time, Ralph was by her side.

It turns out that she had an attack so early.

But she never knew, and thought she was normal.

She snorted and looked at Edward: “So, I’m still sick.”

Edward could see that she was not in the right mood and quickly said, “It’s only very mild, and you’re almost healed lately, it’s a state on a psychological level, as long as you are given enough security, you won’t relapse.”

He was a little anxious, afraid that Lottie would take the bull by the horns, and afraid that she would have another attack because of it.

Lottie didn’t say anything.

Edward added: “In fact, all of us have psychological problems to a greater or lesser extent, it’s just a matter of some people have good control and others don’t.”

“Take that Ian, he must have psychological problems, paranoia and obsessive-compulsive disorder, and persecution delusions! He has much more serious problems than you, really!”

Lottie laughed at his words.

The crowd was relieved to see her like this.

Edward’s eyes were red and he could feel that the phone in his pants pocket was starting to get hot because someone who was eavesdropping and kept calling him was afraid that he could hardly calm down anymore.

How much work Mr. Chapman had put into making Lottie feel safe, he couldn’t afford to ruin Mr. Chapman’s hard work.

“Lottie, Dr. Grant is right, it’s just a little problem, you haven’t hurt an innocent person, you’re not sick at all, you’re just reacting a little strongly.” Connie followed beside her to comfort.

Lottie looked to Connie: “How can it be just a little problem.”

“Ian put out my case, saying I was mentally ill and unable to take care of my three children, and tried to fight me for custody and take advantage of the situation to hijack Ralph’s property.”

“All this, with my illness as an excuse, and you still think this is just a minor problem?”

Connie was dumbfounded by the question and shut her mouth sarcastically.

Alfred looked at her like this and frowned slightly.

“It’s not a big deal,” Alfred said, “you’re the one who’s taking the situation too seriously.”

Lottie glanced at Alfred and thought he looked a little familiar in this protective way.

It was as if Mr. Chapman was the same kind of unreasonable person when he was defending her.

Lottie shook her head: “It’s not that I’m taking the situation too seriously, it’s that the accusation is too serious. With the authoritative expert medical records as evidence, Ian is just trying to turn me into a real lunatic.”