MISTAKE 188

Chapter 188: The role of a father

"Henry," he called out, his voice thick with desperation. "Henry, it's me... It's your father."

But the boy remained rooted to the spot, his tiny frame trembling violently as he clung to the safety of the teacher's skirts.

He recalled this man. Henry wondered if he had come to take him back to that place. His shaking did not stop. He trembled greatly. This made the teachers defensive.

"Sir, step back!" they warned.

"This is my son; I only came to see him," Charles insisted.

"Sir, we do not care. You are not on the list. Step back or we will be calling the police," a teacher warned.

Richard arrived quickly.

As Richard took in the unfolding scene, his expression darkened, his jaw clenching in a silent display of barely restrained fury.

Without a word, he brushed past the teachers and strode toward the gates.

"Who are you?" Charles asked. He could tell the man was angry, and he became defensive.

But Richard didn't so much as break stride; his steely gaze locked onto the trembling form of

Chappies The talk of a fathe

just beyond

parted like the red sea. No one needed to tell them that the father of the child

did the unthinkable. With a strangled cry of relief, the boy broke free from his paralysis and rushed toward Richard, his tiny arms outstretched in a desperate embrace. "Daddy!" he

to drop away as he

reassurances into the boy's ear, Charles felt something within

man who had taken his place in his family's life. "That's my son! Give him

and decisive. In a blur of motion, he shifted Henry's weight to one arm and turned to face Charles head-on, his free

jaw, the force of the impact sending him staggering back, stars exploding behind

heap, his world spinning as

Daddy!" ringing in his ears as though mocking him. Henry was very excited to see the evil man

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the hospital. He decided to visit Gina

standing before the imposing gates of the prison where Gina was being held. The weight of the moment settled heavily upon his shoulders as he passed through the security checks and made his way to the visitation area,

in the room was palpable as Gina was escorted in, her eyes narrowing upon seeing Martin. She took her seat across from him, her lips curling into a cruel smirk that sent a chill down his spine. It was as if she took pleasure in his pain, reveling in

Gina?" Martin asked, his voice trembling with emotion. "Why

life?"

male, but in reality, you were

you remember?" she taunted. "All those properties you claimed to own? They belonged to your ex-wife, the one who died before you had the misfortune of crossing paths with me." Martin's jaw clenched, and he could feel the anger bubbling

lips, Gina's

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for Martin's throat, prompting the guards to intervene and restrain her. Martin watched in a mixture of satisfaction and horror as Gina thrashed against their grip, spewing

see him again, you bastard!" she screamed, her voice raw with fury. "I'll make

and left the prison, his mind reeling from the confrontation. He made his way to the modest apartment he had rented during his hospital stay, the familiar streets offering little solace as a sense of unease-began to creep up

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