Became A Queen After divorce

Kelvin was thirty-three years old this year, and with a son and daughter, he never thought of having a third child with Cheyenne. However, having another child would be great since he was the only male in the Foley family, and a larger family meant more joy. But it would be hard on Cheyenne.

Thinking of this, Kelvin immediately wrote a six-month-long leave request. Every day, he stayed by his wife’s side, attending to her needs, fearing she might leave if she got upset.

Chris was devastated the moment he received the leave request! Again? Mr. Foley, you just took a three-month wedding leave, and now you want another half-year off! At this rate, when will he and his girlfriend ever get married?

The following June, the Weaver family welcomed a new little master! The little guy was born weighing only five pounds and four ounces, with fair skin and a quiet demeanor that everyone adored.

Sasha finally had a little brother. Every day after kindergarten, the first thing she did was to visit him. “Esteban, hurry up, or we won’t see the baby brother.”

The little girl wore a light blue kindergarten uniform dress with two small braids on her head. Her delicate face and bright eyes were filled with urgency.

The little boy following her was afraid she might fall, so he followed closely behind, carrying a cute pink hamster backpack. He was clearly a good brother who helped his sister carry her bag.

“Run slower, be careful not to fall. The baby brother is in the room; he won’t run away. Let’s finish our homework first, okay?”

Sasha was four years old and already attending middle class in kindergarten. The teachers assigned a bit of homework every day for them to take home, but Sasha was very obedient and self-motivated in her studies, requiring no urging.

On the other side, things were quite different. Three-and-a-half-year-old Cierra also started kindergarten this year. Cheyenne directly enrolled her in the same school as Oliver for convenience in picking up and dropping off the children.

The siblings attended the same school and went to and from school together. The previously punctual “model student” Oliver was late nine times in the first half of the semester because he had to wait for his foodie sister.

For instance, one time Cheyenne prepared breakfast for them but didn’t have enough time to eat at home, so she packed it in lunch boxes for them to take to school. Oliver was fine; he ran straight to the classroom. Following behind him, Cierra carried her small backpack and ran out of breath on her short legs.

“Brother… bad guy, wait… wait for me, huff huff…”Owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

Running made the little princess tired, so she sat down at the stairwell. Smelling the aroma of egg pancakes in the air, she couldn’t resist her appetite and took out the lunch box from her backpack.

“I’ll just eat one piece; it won’t delay class,” she thought with a giggle.

But the egg pancakes made by mommy were too delicious. After eating one piece, she wanted a second one… By the time she ate the fourth piece, the class bell suddenly rang.

The little girl froze, muttering with a mouthful of pancake. “Oh no, class… class has started, what should I do…”

But there were still pancakes left; it would be too wasteful to throw them away now. She quickly stuffed the piggy lunch box back into her backpack without even zipping it up and ran towards the classroom with half a pancake in her mouth.

“So tasty…”

Back to the present, Cierra walked beside her brother with a lollipop in her mouth, hopping along. Her soft and sweet voice rang out, “Brother… I’m tired; can you carry my bag?”

As she spoke, she handed over her Elsa princess backpack. Five-year-old Oliver had grown taller than last year. His delicate features resembled a miniature version of Kelvin’s, exuding an aura of aloofness that kept strangers at bay.

He glanced disdainfully at his foodie sister, clearly showing some contempt. “Carry it yourself.”

“But Esteban always carries Sasha’s bag; you’re not nice to me at all, hmph!” Esteban was better!

Just as Cierra was about to find Esteban to play with, a hand suddenly grabbed her braid and pulled her back. “Give me your bag!”

Just because he didn’t carry her bag didn’t mean he wasn’t nice? What an ungrateful little girl; she forgot that he secretly did her homework for her last night.

Cierra giggled foolishly and handed her bag to her brother, her mouth sweet as honey. “I was just kidding; no matter how good Esteban is, he’s not as good as my brother.”

“Brother is the smartest and best person in the world; I like my brother the most.”

Oliver’s proud face showed no expression, but there was finally a hint of a smile in his eyes. “Hmph, that’s more like it!”

“Remember, be polite when we go to Uncle Glenn’s house later. Don’t eat too much or secretly feed your candy to the baby brother.”

“I know.”

Last time Cierra liked her baby brother so much that she secretly gave him her lollipop to lick. The baby almost choked because he wouldn’t let go of it. After this lesson, Cierra didn’t dare share randomly anymore.

“Good.”

In the blink of an eye, it was time for the Weaver family’s little master’s full moon banquet. Glenn decided to let his most disliked brother-in-law name his son as gratitude for the Zamora family’s kindness in raising his wife.

They say nephews resemble their uncles. The little master not only looked somewhat like Eddie but also had a similar temperament. No matter how noisy it got around him, he remained unmoved.

He only cried when he was hungry or needed a diaper change; otherwise, he quietly stayed as a handsome little man.

“Since my nephew is so quiet, let’s call him Ethan,” Eddie suggested.

Kate repeated her son’s name and smiled contentedly. “Good, Ethan Weaver sounds nice.”

She had no objections, so Master Glenn had none either.

The formal name was set; Glenn himself chose the nickname “Whisper” because his youngest son was so quiet.

At the full moon banquet, Kelvin and Cheyenne gifted a rare sapphire worth at least five million dollars on the market.

Pearl had never given anyone a gift before. She saw online that boys liked toys and cars. So she hired a professional designer to develop a new type of car that could serve as both a ride-on toy and a walker for babies. It perfectly combined her professional background and earned her some patent fees.

Great-grandfather Leandro had only one great-grandson and generously gifted an Onistead courtyard house.

When it was Eddie’s turn as an uncle, he extravagantly gave away his family’s store.

“I believe my nephew will want to study medicine when he grows up; as an uncle, it’s my duty!”

Master Glenn thought: What are you thinking? My son will naturally inherit the Weaver family’s business; why would he go to your shabby pharmacy?