Mommy，We Got a Husband by Doris

Chapter 439 The Long-Awaited Father

"He's my dad."

Cormac hated admitting it, but it was the truth.

"Here is the thing, Griffon's been feeling pretty rough in prison lately. After a check-up, they think it's late-stage lung cancer. He probably doesn't have much time left. You should get the paperwork sorted to get him out." Late-stage lung cancer?

Hearing that hit just as hard as when Ravenna was first diagnosed with stomach cancer.

"Okay, got it. Thanks for letting me know," Cormac replied, trying to stay calm.

Everyone, including Alaric, heard what the officer said. What was supposed to be a happy dinner suddenly turned gloomy.

"It's alright, everyone, let's keep eating," Cormac said with a smile, not wanting his issues to ruin the mood.

Even though Griffon had done some awful things and deserved his fate, hearing this news still stung.

"We're all family here; no need to hide your feelings," Alaric said bluntly. "Griffon's got late-stage lung cancer. Are you gonna get him out?"

Cormac paused, his drink halfway to his mouth. "I don't know."

"If it's already late-stage, you should get him out," Rowena said. "If he dies in prison with no one to care for him, you'll regret it later."

heart hearing Rowena say this. Despite everything Griffon had done to her, she still cared about his feelings. It

doesn't have much time

judged for his

tomorrow," Cormac said, quickly adding with a smile,

glass and drank with

family didn't stay long

though Griffon deserves it, Cormac must be feeling

"No matter

remark seemed to hit

for

he felt this way. How much more so for

fuss, and the two of them also went to bed without much conversation. That night, who knew

really scared this might become an unfixable rift between

while Cormac was even more restless. He wished he could go his whole life without hearing about Griffon,

her, Cormac was surprised. "It's so late,

over. "Uncle Cormac, your dad is sick, right? You should go take care of him. My school isn't far from here; I can come home after school and help Aunt Rowena, who's

don't need you to take care of me," Rowena said, ruffling her hair affectionately. "You should focus on your studies and leave the rest

on a maid? I took care of my

worry about it," Cormac tried to persuad her. "Be good and go to sleep." "Alright then,"

can't stay up late. Go to sleep." "Okay, go check on

day, but the sun