Chapter 68 The Child Making Decisions on His Own


Now, Alaric had carried Harold into the bedroom and had placed him on the bed. Harold felt especially guilty, scarcely daring to look at him directly. "Dad, why did you suddenly ask me that?"

Seeing Harold's nervous look, Alaric let out a bit of a mischievous smile and continued to question, "I just want to understand why you like her so much. Tell me, what did the two of you talk about the first time you met?"

Silas Moon had informed him that Caspian was missing, and in his worry, he hadn't thought much about it at the time. Now that he reflected on it, the surveillance footage showed Galatea holding Caspian's hand as they walked out of the hospital together.

Galatea's manner had seemed so natural, as if she were just holding her own son's hand. Could it be that there had been a mix-up with the children?

"It's been so long, how can I remember what we talked about..." Harold trailed off and then feigned a yawn before speaking again, "Dad, I'm really tired. I have school tomorrow and if I don't sleep now, I won't be able to get up." "Just one last question," Alaric said. "Caspian, have you ever met Galatea's son?"

What? Galatea's son? But that's me!

"No!" Harry replied very decisively, and then added with a feigned innocence, "Mom's got a kid? That explains why she's so nice to me. Maybe she's just overflowing with maternal love, huh... heh heh."

Overflowing with maternal love? That was a pretty accurate description.

"Alright, Caspian. It's time to sleep. Goodnight," Alaric said gently, then walked out of the room.

After Alaric left, Harry felt very anxious. He wanted to call Caspian, but looking at the time, it was already late, and Caspian was probably already asleep.

Well, he would discuss it tomorrow.

switching places. It was all very magical. It was hard to believe such a thing without seeing it with one's

Galatea got up early to make breakfast for the kids. Mia, now aware of Galatea's car

you're still not well. How

don't do any heavy lifting, like cooking, it doesn't affect

not do any work. If you end up with some long-term

Mia mentioned her parents, Galatea also became emotional and even more appreciative

owe you a lot over the

much education, and I dropped out of school at sixteen to become a maid in

understand the ins and outs of the business, but I've been a nanny in your home for so many years; I know what kind of person your dad was.

the storm's event occurred, it was a sudden upheaval, seeming as if her father's alleged crimes had surfaced overnight. Like Mia, she couldn't believe her father

result was her father's suicide. To others, it appeared like

the storm mishap, he fled faster than anyone else. Such

mind, she suddenly realized something and looked at Galatea with an apologetic expression, "Sorry, why did I bring

many years, and I've

is good. That kind of scum is not worth

moment, Elisa, driven by curiosity, poked her head in and asked, "What scum are you guys

the head

said, "Okay, then what's

Galatea boasted, "It's fantastic. I've loved it since I was

excitedly and then said to Caspian as he

her sit down on the couch, "Mom, you need to rest. Don't stand for too long."

tell you, the school is organizing an event. They

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