Sign the Papers Mr. Langford novel Chapter 135

Wren didn't take the bait.

Lawrence continued, "Before the court mediation, we need to get some things straight as a family. Margaret has been asking about you."

He used Eleanor as leverage, and then he brought out Margaret.

In the past, Wren would have caved immediately.

But now, she merely picked up a napkin and wiped a small drop of broth from the corner of Leo's mouth.

"If Margaret wants to see me, I'll visit her at the facility."

Lawrence's gaze grew cold. "Do you have to draw the lines this clearly?"

"Yes."

A single word, clean and leaving no room for negotiation.

Lawrence stared at her, that familiar surge of irritation rising in his chest.

She was stingy even with her arguments now.

It was as if none of his pressure could actually land on her anymore.

Leo whispered, "Dad, I don't want to go back to the estate for dinner tonight."

Lawrence looked at him. "Are you copying her now?"

The boy's shoulders shrank under that glare.

Wren's voice turned ice-cold. "Do not speak to him like that."

Lawrence let out a low, scoffing laugh. "Wren, you sure seem eager to teach me how to be a father lately."

"Because you clearly don't know how."

Once that sentence dropped, complete silence swallowed their table.

Lawrence's face turned incredibly ugly.

He could handle others calling him cold, domineering, or unapproachable, and he could even stomach Wren calling him dirty. Those words stung, but they were still framed within the context of a romantic dispute.

But telling him he didn't know how to be a father publicly tore away an entirely different layer of his pride.

Lawrence lowered his voice. "And you think you're doing a fantastic job? You're shoving the kid onto me now, letting him face disappointment time and time again. Is this your grand version of a mother's love?"

Wren looked right at him.

"I'm not shoving the child onto you," she said. "I am handing you back the exact portion of responsibility you were always supposed to carry."

Lawrence asked coldly, "And what if I refuse to take it?"

"Then Leo will know that you are the one refusing."

Lawrence's fingers slowly clenched tight.

For the first time, he realized that Wren's true ruthlessness wasn't in filing the lawsuit, nor in refusing to return to the estate. It was the fact that she was no longer covering for him.

She no longer told their child that his father was too busy.

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