An Understated Dominance Chinese Novel

Chapter 707 Mr. Lloyd, Do You Like Me?

He turned around slightly. His brows furrowed with frustration, until the phone was answered, and an impatient voice of a woman came through, “Huston, where did you take Lucas?”

Huston licked his slightly dry lips, ignoring her outburst, and his deep voice carried a hint of unease, “Where are you right now?”

“I’m looking for the child!” Evelyn’s hand holding the phone was trembling, “Where on earth did

you…”

“We’re in the hospital.” The man’s words were concise, but Evelyn’s heart skipped a beat when she heard this.

She hadn’t even had the chance to shout, “Where are you hiding my child?” before she was startled back.

Hospital?

hospital?

This place easily evoked negative associations, and the thought of something happening to Lucas made Evelyn panic. The strength in her hands instantly drained away, and she almost dropped the phone. Her voice choked, “What happened to Lucas?”

he just had some indigestion. Kevin prescribed medication and

of him properly, a surge of anger rose from the soles of her feet to her head. She forcefully suppressed her inner anxiety and raging anger, gritting her teeth so hard that her cheeks puffed out. After taking two deep breaths, she

number, I’ll come

but eventually

provoke him at this critical

the child and leave again. She lowered herself and tried to reason with him, speaking

slowly closed, emitting a single sound from his

the side of the hospital bed and informed Lucas about Evelyn’s imminent arrival. A smile appeared on Lucas’ face, “Then I’ll wait

looked at Lucas, his heart aching, and gazed at his small hand receiving the IV drip, “Go to sleep. I’ll call you when Mommy arrives.”

I can hold

words, Huston felt even more distressed, his self-blame mingling with regret, tormenting his fatherly heart. “I didn’t know how much you can

to look at the man by the bedside, his big eyes blinking. His dark pupils stared motionlessly

clenched the hand that didn’t have the needle, his dark eyes

else. It’s a bone-deep ache, a connection that runs through blood and kinship. If he could, he would bear the pain on behalf of his

he was happy inside. He could sense Huston’s care and concern, just like how his mom would show her love when he fell ill. He could

his confusion. Why hadn’t he shown