Chapter 70 Alaric Already Knew


Hearing this, Galatea was caught between laughter and tears. Not this again!

"What's the matter?" Alaric teased. "You successfully won over my son, and you're not happy?"

"Alaric, I don't want to discuss this anymore," Galatea pleaded with sheer resignation. "There's the physical aftermath and the psychological ones. I can treat your physical issues, but there's really nothing I can do for your mental ones. Can you please see a specialist for that?"

"So Dr. Galatea thinks I have a delusional disorder?"

"Otherwise, what?" Galatea was on the verge of tears, "I've never even seen your son. I don't even know what he looks like. First, you call the police on me. Then you accuse me of trying to ingratiate myself with your son. Isn't that a classic case of delusion?"

Seeing Galatea react like this seemed to validate Alaric's suspicions, but it was truly incredible. Could Caspian really look so much like his son Harry that she would mistake one for the other?

"You know, I still haven't seen your son," Alaric said. "I've wanted to meet him, but for some reason, I never have."

"Well, I'm sorry, but you still won't get to see him," Galatea said. "Harry and Elisa have gone to the countryside to experience life there. They'll be gone for two weeks."

Two weeks? Alaric still wouldn't see her son.

Alaric pulled out his phone, scrolled through his photo album to find a picture of Caspian, and showed it to Galatea, deliberately asking, "This is your son, right?"

Galatea was startled when she saw Caspian's picture on Alaric's phone. "Why do you have a picture of my son?"

Before Alaric could respond, she angrily accused him, "Are you investigating me? Alaric, what is wrong with you? Our relationship is a sham. I'm just your personal doctor, and yet you have someone spy on my son? What are you after?" From Galatea's instinctual reaction, Alaric believed she wasn't lying at all. So he asked again, "Are you sure this is your son?"

I don't recognize my own son?"

absurd situation could

a rebellious escapade and, by chance, met Galatea, who had mistaken him for her own son. Caspian, who had longed for a mother's love, found himself

Alaric switched from laughing to a

"It's been many years since your husband passed away. Haven't you thought about remarrying?" "Isn't that a bit of a

"Just answer me!"

should I

pregnant and has a child, it's bound to affect her work. So you must

question, Galatea responded,

had always been resolute, at least for the

embark on another relationship.

she firmly believed that her child belonged to that man. However, the DNA results Mrs. Marigold had provided

was in turmoil and couldn't fathom what exactly

"Your man has been dead for so many years, and you still pledge to remain chaste in

for having a child with that man, it had been through artificial insemination. Even though she was

reading medical books than dating. The money I earn is always more reliable than any man." Love is the most

late husband, and now she was spouting such words. It was clear

really couldn't figure Galatea

the last joke she made, his

actually quite curious about this," Galatea asked Alaric with serious

what I like, but I despise women who lecture me with grand truths, who put

chuckled. "You, my friend, would be better off with

this topic here. Tomorrow is Wednesday. You're scheduled to give me acupuncture at the office, and you

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