Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress

Chapter 1166: He's not your son

Naylani had had her ups and downs, and Enzo was aware that his wife had been struggling with health issues. She hadn't been herself lately, and her mental health had slowly declined on top of her asthma. Despite that, Enzo believed in his wife.

He believed that his wife would never do anything to hurt their son. Zoren, after all, was their son a fruit of their love. Hurting Zoren was not something Naylani, the woman Enzo fell in love with, would do. There was no way she would do that... or so he thought.

"Naylani, were you the one who... hurt our Renren?"

The second those words left Enzo's mouth, he could've sworn he heard his world crumble. Deep in his heart, he wished that wasn't the case. He deeply wished that this time, she wouldn't answer.

But alas...

Naylani suddenly grabbed his arms tightly. "He would hurt me," she whispered, shaking her head. "He cannot live, Enzo."

Enzo almost couldn't breathe upon hearing that. Naylani didn't answer him, but that alone was enough to know that his wife had hurt their son — their flesh and blood.

"He's the one who started that fire and he wants to kill us all!" she added, despite her injury aching from adrenaline. "Please, Enzo, listen to me. That boy... he can't live. If he did, he would kill me! He's the one who made me sick!"

Naylani turned to the door before setting her eyes back on him. "Where is he?"

"Naylani." Enzo pressed his mouth into a thin line, peeling her hands from his arms, his eyes on her. "You're... still sick."

"No! Listen to me. That boy - that demon-"

emotions in his chest, he

her hand, almost

heart wanted to believe that what she was saying was simply part of her hallucinations. He was hopeful that once she was a little better, he could ask

was all just a bad dream, and once he woke up, he would sigh in relief. Quite wishful thinking, but that was all

was, in

reality he had to live; a reality where he had to choose between his wife and son. Two of the most important people in his life.

her down with his hands on her shoulders.

didn't believe her, and she knew he wouldn't. Otherwise, Naylani would've

and sympathy. And that he was using his young age to conceal

rest for now," Enzo added under his breath when his wife calmed down,

her a subtle smile and pulled himself away. "I will -"he paused to clear his throat. "I will be here when you wake up. I'll just change and then come back. Good

He didn't want to be there for now. Naylani could rest, and he needed some time to think of what to do.

help sooner, which in turn had

was quiet, but he heard her words loud and

body freezing. Slowly, he turned

on the bed. "If you don't believe me, then go ahead and check. See if I'm lying or confused. See it for yourself, Enzo. That boy... he's not your flesh and blood... nor is

Days later...

week in the intensive care unit after being saved from the fire. But even though he was out of harm's way, he remained in a coma. With each passing day, the anxiety building in Enzo's heart became too much for

he didn't lose

in the chair beside his son, Enzo held his boy's little hand. "Renren, you should wake up soon, son. Dad is getting a bit bored with you in here. Our word puzzles have already piled up, waiting for you. Once you

was sitting in the other chair across from him, her eyes fixed