And The Daddy Is… The Infertile Guy?!

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Chapter 125

In the hospital room, Warren looked at Jameson with an unusual touch of tenderness in

his eyes.

Jameson, I’ve failed you. It was wrong of me to resent you for your mother’s death when you were born.” Tears streaked down his weathered face, his temples streaked with gray. He seemed much older.

Jameson’s heart was bitter, and his eyes moistened.

Warren reached out a withered hand to touch Jameson’s cheek, continuing, “In the blink of an eye, you’re nearly fifty. I don’t have many days left. I’ve wronged you all these years.”

“Dad!” Jameson gripped his hand tightly. “You’re not going to die.”

The grievances in his heart dissipated with Warren’s apology, a long–awaited paternal love finally attained.

He never thought the day would come when Warren would talk to him calmly and candidly. Jameson cried uncontrollably.

“If I can’t find Enoch soon, I fear… I might not make it through the year.” His complexion ashen, he said, “Before I die, I hope Howard can forgive me. I need to pass on what I have to the most promising of my descendants.”

After much internal struggle, Jameson could not overcome his duty to be filial.

“There might be someone who can save your life!” Jameson, biting his lip, said, “Howard. is looking much better. Roselind suspects it has to do with Gwendolyn. She might be Enoch’s student, but we haven’t confirmed it.”

ever the naive optimist, moved by paternal love, blurted out the

who raised him could end his days in peace, not

“Gwendolyn?”

emotional card to win over Howard, and thereby facilitate a merger between

gleam of sharpness flashed in

but I can ask Gwendolyn to take a look at you.” It was just

Warren held his hand, “Wait! Let me confirm her

nodded, “Okay, I’ll come to

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Bainbridge had overheard everything!

How could that country girl be related to the renowned Enoch? Howard was still

regardless of her identity, he could no longer tolerate that arrogant

than

to

go free!

fists, tossing the food he held into the trash, and walked away. Reaching the hospital entrance, he pulled out his phone and dialed

connected

do you want to get back at Gwendolyn? I heard

medicine.”

played on

at the other end, “Bainbridge, what’s your