Chapter 521

Frederick harbored a hidden sense of regret and sadness in his heart.

How had he and Marguerite ended up in this place today?

He had loved her so much back then, so desperate to have her. But now, all he could distinctly recognize was his hatred for her. The love, the adoration, It all seemed to be blurring into obscurity.

So, if Marguerite truly was Hayes’ mother, what was he to do?

Should he keep things distant, or should he take her back for the sake of their child?

Frederick was in utter disarray…

the next

eight. He dutifully changed into his hospital gown,

instant, his mind conjured up scenes from TV dramas where only the gravely ill received such worried and tense gazes from

dad, Aunt Marguerite, Teresa, and Hayes-they all looked at him

fear that he might never come out once he went in.

his nerves, put on a cool front, and tilted his chin up proudly at Hayes. “Hey, little mute! If I don’t make it out, you can have all the Legos in the toy room!”

threatening to spill from his eyes. “You’ll be… you’ll be okay.”

he mustered all his courage and asked, “So if I do make it out, can you…

shocked. Manley wanted

an olive

to hold back any longer, tears streamed down Hayes’ cheeks as he shook his head wildly, unable to utter a

playfully chimed in, “You

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