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

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just beyond the

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moment that would forever be seated into Charles's memory, Henry 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 wailed, his voice thick with tears and

to drop away as he watched in abject horror. His own son, his flesh and blood, had rejected him

scooped Henry into his arms, murmuring soft reassurances into the boy's ear, Charles felt something within

his fists clenched as he barreled toward the man who had taken his place in his family's

Henry's weight to one arm and turned to face Charles head-on, his free hand

the force of the impact sending him staggering back, stars

the ground in an undignified heap, his world spinning as he

words, "Daddy! Daddy!" ringing in his ears as though mocking him. Henry was

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was soon discharged from the hospital. He decided to visit Gina in

the prison where Gina was being held. The weight of the moment settled heavily upon his shoulders as

narrowing upon seeing Martin. She took her seat across from him, her lips curling into a cruel smirk that sent a chill down

voice trembling with emotion. "Why did you try to

life?"

back in her chair with a nonchalant air. "You were just a weak man, Martin," she sneered, her words cutting deeper than any blade. "You pretended to be an alpha male, but in reality, you were nothing more than a

"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 within him like a volcano on the of his pride

left his lips, Gina's demeanor changed. Her eyes widened,

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reaching 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

never see him again, you bastard!" she screamed, her

to the modest apartment he had rented during his hospital stay, the familiar streets offering little solace as a sense

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