Chapter 900

Everyone there, except for Chloe, was completely taken aback. Even Kash showed a flicker of surprise before his brow furrowed in confusion. Pax stood right next to them, puzzled by what he thought was Claire's mistake. How could she confuse his uncle with him?

Pax moved forward, gently grabbing Claire's arm. "Mom, I'm here. It's me, Pax," he said softly.

But Claire didn't even glance at Pax. Her eyes were locked onto Connor, tears already blurring her vision. She clung to Connor with desperation. "My son, my son!" she cried out.

In that moment, Claire seemed to be in a world of her own. Everything else faded away, leaving only Connor in her sight. She looked at him as if she were seeing the embodiment of her deepest love. He was the child she had with Colin. His features were a blend of Hank's and her own.

tormented Connor. There was also a deep sense of regret and self-loathing. If only she had known from the beginning that Connor was

off. But she had been so wrong. So very wrong. She could have been happy, truly joyful. The idea of having a child with Colin should have brought her joy beyond measure. But she had destroyed

she reached out,

Connor's face. Her eyes were filled with a tumultuous

her fingers could graze his skin, Connor stepped back, putting his arm

icy. "Ma'am, you've got

thread connecting them. A torrent of

a cruel joke on us separating mother from son. You're not a mistake. You're Hank's and my child, Connor. Do you understand? Your

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