The Promise of Happiness novel Atalie and Samuel

Chapter 229 

Clayton clenched his fists as tears brimmed in his eyes upon Natalie‘s words. 

“Mommy, are you sure?” 

Natalie was completely distraught after her phone call with Xavian. However, she was able to keep her cool in front of Clayton. 

“Do you and Xavian really want me to date that badly?” 

“Mommy, our biological father is a b*stard. He doesn‘t deserve you even if he‘s still alive,” Clayton said matter–of–factly. “Samuel, on the other hand, is handsome, has a good figure, and is the head of the Bowers. Xavian also said he‘s very good to you. So of course, he‘s a man worth marrying. We‘re not that naive to insist that our biological parents must be together. We only have your best interest at heart.” 

All along, Natalie thought that her sons only got close with Samuel because they were yearning for a father‘s love, 

Turns out they just wanted her to be happy instead of enjoying a father‘s love. 

They wanted to pamper her even though they were only five years old. 

I‘m so lucky to be their mother. 

and smiled fondly. “It would make Mommy happiest to see you and Xavian grow up happy and healthy. I don‘t need

hailed a cab and headed toward the Bowers residence

on her way there.

a beat when she saw his email.

Julian? What a twist of

contacted her online to seek treatment. She rejected him for two reasons. The first one being she considered him a heartless businessman that didn‘t deserve to be saved.

seemed severe because it still wasn‘t life–threatening. However, there was nothing she could do for terminally ill patients. The acupuncture skills and medicinal books

during his early stage of illness and consumed a lot of illegal drugs. He had been running on empty for the past few years now since illegal drugs couldn‘t help him anymore. When he finally realized he was on the brink of death, he began hunting for skilled doctors and famous medicines

heaven and change fate

could never happen in real

it be that I‘m destined to face

out and squeezed her hand. “Mommy, what is it? Why are your hands

smiled. “It‘s just the wind.”

Bowers

little boy‘s hand when he opened the door. There was even a small luggage

a lot of good–looking