Mommy，We Got a Husband by Doris

Chapter 32 Her Identity Exposed!

Alaric had a feeling he had just opened Pandora's box by hiring her.

"Don't give me that look. I'm your doctor, and your well-being is my priority. I'll get your records from Silas, and you can get back to work."

"Just remember what we agreed," he reminded her, "be on call 24/7. And don't you dare vanish on me again like you did last time. I won't be so forgiving!"

"I get it," Galatea reassured him, her voice laced with genuine concern. "Keeping your emotions in check is crucial for your well-being, Mr. Knight. Control your temper if you aim to stick around for the long haul. Folks who fly off the rails tend to check out early."

Having delivered her advice, Galatea turned on her heel and left, her departure pulling a wry smile from Alaric. This woman was becoming more audacious by the second!

Silas Moon was nothing short of a marvel in getting things done, and soon, Galatea had Alaric's medical files in hand. The files were tucked under her arm as she exited the hospital. Just as she was sliding behind the steering wheel of her car, a voice called out from behind.

"Miss Galatea."

At the sound, Galatea spun around, surprised to find it was Griffon.

"Griffon, what brings you here? Looking for Alaric, I presume?" After all, as far as Griffon was concerned, she and Alaric were a couple.

"It's not Alaric I'm actually here to see it's you."

"Me?" Galatea was taken aback.

we sit down

found herself saying without a hint of

a serene café and

you going out of your

time you visited my place? I mentioned I felt

remember? But that's impossible!' she thought. 'She couldn't recall ever meeting him before. Where could it have been?' "You said that before, but I honestly don't remember where I could have crossed paths

so many years, it's normal to

years? Could he really know?'

what do you

to be on edge. After all the ordeal your family, the Storms, went through... understandably, you'd

a loss for words. She'd never imagined that the first person to see through her disguise would be

this to anyone, not even my wife or

murmuring, "Griffon, since you already know, there's

casual sip of his coffee and set the cup back down. "We all have scars we prefer to hide from the world. While I can't fully understand your ordeal, I get why you did it. But let me be

stepped in as a father figure, and he cares for me as a son would. He wouldn't have gone through the trouble of introducing you to the Nash family without

"You think someone with my past isn't fit for him, that I should stay away from him,

ought to be with someone who's at least his equal.

no such foundation, the confrontation left her feeling more indignant and disrespected than hurt. "Griff, I understand that as an elder, you want your son to marry someone

out a displeased chuckle before replying, "So, Miss Galatea, you're saying you won't

a worn-out plot from a daytime soap opera. It's anything but original. I think he deserves a

children's background? Or dare you tell him the truth about your children's origins? You're not being transparent in this relationship. "You've misled him. Once he finds out, he'll likely come to the same conclusion I have. Why demean yourself this way, Galatea? Walk away now, and both you and your children can retain your dignity," Griffon advised. "May I ask you a frank question, Griff?" she