Chapter 196

"What’s wrong with Shawn?"

Just then, Tamara, who had been on the hospital bed, suddenly woke up and wailed non-stop. I was quite flustered as I carried her in my arms while Anthony’s calm voice rang out, "Mr. Xenos realized two months ago that he wasn’t actually related to the Xenos Family, so he instructed Waylen to investigate his true identity."

Two months ago… That must have been the night before the death of Old Master Xenos.

In fact, he had already figured out his outcome by then.

He never intended to stop all this from happening, did he? All he wanted was to return the rightful title as the master of Xenos Family to me. Was this selfless act of love really necessary?

I knew that there were so many other ways for him to do so, ways that did not include hurting me so cruelly. But just as I thought that he loved me, this was what he had intentionally gotten me into all this time. Your love was truly selfish and ruthless.

I was no longer surprised by the fact that I had missed him for the last two times I visited Finland. He had made up his mind to part ways with me and no longer wanted to see me in this lifetime!

I tried hard to suppress the wave of sadness that washed across me as I put up my best front to reply to Anthony, "From now on, you don’t have to report his matters to me anymore. I’ll be in Sundew for the next few months until the baby is born. Also, have someone bring me all of the information on the Xenos Family."

"Sure, I’ll come to Sundew personally."

"Alright, thanks for your hard work," I replied.

After hanging up the phone, I held Tamara in my arms and asked Joseph, "Anthony is allowed to comment on Shawn but you guys aren’t. Is this just a restriction imposed on you guys?"

"It’s only imposed on the twenty of us."

I revealed a slight smile and said, "What a coincidence that you guys are the very people that knew all his secrets by being with him every minute of the day."

Joseph remained silent, so I did not bother to say anything further. However, Tamara continued to fuss and Leon replied to my text message at the same time.

He replied, "I’m in Sundew."

I handed Tamara over to Joseph and he held her clumsily in his arms. He seemed to be fearful of exerting too much force and crushing the little child in his arms.

I gave Leon a call right away and asked as soon as he answered the phone, "Where in Sundew are you exactly? I’ll be there shortly."

"Why do you want to see me?" he asked.

"I’ll explain once we meet up."

He gave me the address to his current location and I kept my phone away before turning to Joseph. "Let’s head out in a bit. Get the caregiver to come over and take care of Tamara."

Joseph handed the child over to me before he went to call the caregiver. I held Tamara in my arms and played with her. Though she could not speak at seven months old, she could recognize faces at this point; she continued to wail and fuss upon realizing that it was not Francesca in front of her.

After coaxing her for quite some time, Tamara finally stopped crying. She had barely stopped crying before she broke into a grin, making her smiley face with tears in her eyes comical.

As I held Tamara in my arms, I thought of the unborn child in my womb. In seven months' time, I would be able to hold my child in my arms too!

Shortly after that, Joseph came in along with the caregiver. I handed the child over to the caregiver and gave her some instructions before leaving the hospital with Joseph in tow.

I arrived at the mutually agreed place to find that Leon was seated by the window and dressed very casually. I walked over to him and took a seat across the table. As soon as he saw my slightly protruding stomach, he was quite astonished as he asked, "Are you pregnant?"

I admitted it and said, "Yes, I’m three months in."

He frowned and asked, "Is Nicholas the baby’s father?"

Leon was still under the impression that I was in a relationship with Nicholas.

I corrected him, "Shawn’s the father."

Leon did not bother to pursue the topic. "Why did you ask to see me?"

I shot a look at his weary self and eyebags before asking in a soft voice, "What have you been doing in Sundew for so long?"

He leaned back in his seat and replied, "I’ve been working."

I asked persistently, "What sort of work?"

"Sales," Leon replied quite succinctly and he explained, "I don’t have any qualifications or much work experience, so the sales job was the only one I could find."

I replied approvingly, "It’s good for you to hone your skills."

"Honestly speaking, I would like to build a solid foundation first and build up my career afterward. That’s because I’m no longer a single man. I’m a father after all. Although Francesca hasn’t forgiven me yet all this while, I’m still the father of her child. I know that I have no right to ask to see them right now or even seek forgiveness from Francesca, but in the future… I mean later on, if I’ve built up my career and she’s still single then, I would definitely pursue her and win her affection again!"

Well, he’s making it sound so easy.

"Do you think having a business is easy?"

It would be quite hard for someone without any family background or power to make their way in this society. Besides, Leon currently resembled a blank canvas that was in need of life experiences and directions for his enlightenment.

Leon did not bother to respond to me but asked me once again for the reason I wanted to meet him. I recalled Francesca’s reminder not to reveal anything to him so I lied, "I would need to go through a bone marrow transplant soon, so can I ask you for a favor?"

My lie was in fact relatively crude.

He frowned and asked, "What’s wrong with you?"

"I’ve been diagnosed with leukemia," I replied.

"Woah, seriously? Frankly, I don’t think I know anyone more unfortunate than you. First, uterine cancer and now it’s leukemia? Not to mention kidney failure when you were younger! Your life is indeed full of misfortune!"

Although Leon was full-on sarcastic toward me, he agreed to be a donor regardless.
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