It’s Hard To Control My Naughty Wife!

"Or should I call him Herbert Long? Because he seems more comfortable with that name." Ramon noticed how Lis's calm face got distorted when he said the name and it didn't take a genius to know that there was something going on between Lis and the man called Herbert Long.

Lis's body stiffened, she stared intently at her son, as her mind was filled with all sorts of difficult questions for herself to answer.

How much does Ramon know about Leon? How did he even know him! Has Ramon got his memory back?

But, if Ramon had indeed regained his memory, he couldn't possibly be this calm in the face of it. No. Ramon hadn't gotten all his memories yet. However, that couldn't explain how his son had come to know about Leon's existence. He shouldn't have remembered anything.

Lis started to feel panicked, because she knew very well how Ramon worked. If this son of hers had dared to confront her openly, it would mean that he already had some irrefutable evidence that she could not evade.

The investigation into Leon must have been running for a long time. And how much did Ramon know?

Lis bit her lip and clasped her own hands which were shaking as panic overtook her, but she tried to suppress all those feelings and not show them through her facial expression.

The attempt proved to be a failure...

"So?" Ramon raised an eyebrow. "You want to explain this to me or should I stick with my own assumptions?"

Lisa didn't make a sound. She then reached out her hand to pick up her coffee cup again and downed it in one go.

Ramon was very much like his father. His ability to analyze problems and situations really could not be underestimated. Especially when he started investigating something.

Ramon would not stop until he found what he was looking for. Just like his dad...

"How long are you going to hide this?" Ramon folded his arms across his chest, his voice getting lower, but enough for Lis to hear the warning tone in his voice. "How deep is the relationship between the two of you?"

Lis put down her empty coffee cup, still refusing to make a sound. She couldn't deny it, because she would look too stupid to try to do that, but she also didn't have the courage to explain the real problem.

"Or…" Ramon then leaned forward. "Should I change the question, to; how long have you two been together? Were you two in a relationship when father was still alive?" he asked.

Lis bit her lip, she couldn't break eye contact with Ramon. The look in her son's eyes was full of accusations.

"Right," Ramon muttered, nodding his head as if his mother had confirmed this to him. "You guys were related even when dad was alive," Ramon deduced from Lis's reaction.

Even though Ramon had expected this and he shouldn't have been surprised anymore since he had already predicted it, but still, seeing Lis not refuting or trying to defend herself in order to clarify her son's accusations, made Ramon feel very disappointed.

"Then what about Lexus?" Ramon didn't stop there, because the family's dirty laundry had been aired and the wounds had opened wide, so what else had to be covered up, wouldn't it be better if everything was resolved right now?

The prolonged pain of procrastinating the reality that lies ahead is far more terrifying than knowing it all at the same time.

"What's with Lexus?" Lis immediately became defensive. She looked at Ramon as if her first son would do something to his younger brother.

"Is he the son of this man named Leon?" asked Ramon. He also became defensive, and this was the longest conversation the two of them had had in years.

It was unknown of how long it had been since Ramon had spoken to Lis like this, maybe he had done it in the last four years which he forgot about, but still he didn't remember ever confronting Lis and cornering her like this.

Things only got worse and the more information Ramon dug, the worse the situation he had to face.

On the other hand, Lis didn't say anything. She stayed silent as before.

And Ramon didn't have any other choice but to draw his own conclusions with the attitude Lis showed. "Does Lexus know about this?"

Lis gulped and turned her gaze to the window, where she could see a small garden beside the hospital cafeteria, several children were playing happily, and they reminded Lis of Ramon and Lexus when they were Little.

"No, he doesn't know," Lis answered honestly, because she knew there was no point in lying at this point. Lis's breath was heavy. She didn't expect that the day she dreaded had finally come.

"Did father know about this?" asked Ramon. The questions deepened and he had prepared himself for the darkest and most disappointing answers, because the following question would go even further and would hurt both of them.

However, Ramon needed to know about this reality.

Lis sighed again and this time she closed her eyes, not only could she not look at Ramon, but she was sinking deeper and deeper into the pain that was now welling up inside her heart. "He knew."

"How long had he known about this?" Ramon narrowed his eyes dangerously. Could it be that his father had known for a long time?

Ramon couldn't help but think back to his dream about his parents' fight when Lexus was a baby.

"Since Lexus was born," Lis replied in a slightly trembling voice. "Ramon, your father is not what you think. He's not as good as you think."

"And you're not as good as I thought you are either." Ramon glared at Lis intently when he opened his eyes and saw how much his words had hurt his mother's heart. "I guess that's fair enough for both of you."

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