She shook her head and walked forward: "I can't be bothered with you."
Hunter Warren grabbed her hand: "Where are you going?"
"Going to pick up my pair of children so they can bring joy to me."
Seeing the smile on her face, Hunter's lips curved as he stepped forward and wrapped an arm around her shoulders: "Let's go, together.
I also desperately need our children to distract me.
Otherwise, I might want to dismantle their mother down to the bones."
Faye Townsend turned her head and playfully glared at him: "Hey, middle-aged uncle, do you have no conscience?"
"Do you want to test if I have a conscience?"
"Oh," Faye gave him a sweet smile with a sidelong glance: "I really don't need to. I've already imagined it.
You're not only ruthless, but you swallow people whole.
When I was young, you didn't nibble around. Now that I've aged, you suddenly remember to do so. No thanks."
Hunter Warren ruffled her hair: "So yes, I've regretted it so much that I could turn my intestines blue.
