Pursuing my ex wife isnt easy

Pursuing My Ex-Wife Isn’t Easy chapter 1392

Malcolm closed his eyes and remained silent for a long time before finally slowly wheeling himself to the washroom.

Luna stood motionless and let out a sigh as she watched him leave.

She had heard the servants bring up Samuel, Malcolm’s father, before. According to what she heard, the love of Samuel’s life was not Malcolm’s mother but another woman.

The entire Quinn family had disapproved of their relationship, so the woman committed suicide out of despair.

After learning that the love of his life had died because of this, Samuel went insane and was admitted into a mental asylum for more than ten years. Only after Malcolm had grown up did Samuel finally snap out of his delirium.

Even after that, however, Samuel never returned to his family and instead became a priest.

As for Malcolm…

His mother was actually one of Samuel’s maids. Because of his overbearing grief, Samuel had succumbed to alcoholism for a long time after the death of his girlfriend. One night, in his drunken state, Samuel had mistaken Malcolm’s mother as his late girlfriend and slept with her, which led to the birth of Malcolm.

Because of this, Malcolm had constantly been subjected to the Quinn family’s disdain and condescension for many years, especially from his cousin, Hunter.

were not for Malcolm’s determination, maturity, and natural talent in business…he would never have become the head of

never once participated in

soon finished freshening

but he had even combed his hair so

not help feeling a little emotional as she stared

Malcolm had always claimed not to have a father and that he did not care about Samuel a t all, Luna knew that

in mind, she wheeled Malcolm

next to Granny Quinn. He was wearing

into the room and greeted the

finally fell on the man’s face, her

she had met Malcolm’s father, but…she seemed to have

surprise at all. He glanced at Luna impassively and

head. “It’s no

can’t believe you finally have the time to come visit me, “ Malcolm taunted as he sat in his wheelchair. “Aren’t you so busy that you don’t even care about your son

curled his lips into a small smile when he heard this. “My son, as a priest, I’ve been praying for all my loved ones, both alive and dead. I, too, have prayed for you, so how can you say that I don’t care

about all

cane against the ground as she snapped, “The only person you have on your

great about Lucy Hamilton that makes you so