Unveiled: The Survivor's Triumph

Chapter 300 I Am Your Son

Lacey raced down the emergency stairwell and out of the apartment building, catching

up to Jason on the street.

"Wait!" she called out.

Jason stopped but didn't turn around.

She walked slowly to face him, noting his stoic expression as she pulled out the photograph.

"The old man never lost his son's photo," she said quietly.

Jason looked down at the image without surprise, his face remarkably calm.

"This is you in the photo," Lacey pressed. "You're the son he's been searching for, aren't you?"

Jason remained silent-the evidence was undeniable.

"Why won't you acknowledge him? Is there some misunderstanding between you two?"

Jason shoved his hands in his pockets and moved aside, absently kicking a small stone. "He doesn't recognize me either. He..."

Lacey interrupted, "He may have lost his memory due to illness, but even though he's forgotten almost everything else, he remembers one thing-finding his son."

Jason's foot stopped mid-kick. For a good ten seconds, he stood frozen, as if even his breathing had been deliberately quieted.

"You told me your parents divorced before your college entrance exams, and your father left and never returned," Lacey continued. "Maybe he wanted to see you but couldn't. He must have discovered you were studying here and traveled all this way to find you. Surviving in a foreign country without knowing the language isn't easy. He probably suffered greatly searching for you. Perhaps his current mental state is the result of his overwhelming longing for you."

After a long silence, Jason finally spoke evenly, "Lacey, I'm in my thirties, not some rebellious teenager-though I wasn't even rebellious back then. I always tried to be a good son, a good student. I have a moral compass. I don't hate him, and I'm not refusing to acknowledge him. After all these years and everything that's happened— including my mother's death, which he wasn't present for-I did resent him for his apparent indifference. I assumed he'd started a new family and forgotten about us. Now he appears suddenly, in such a desperate state... I just wasn't prepared to face him."

Hearing this, Lacey felt a wave of sadness wash over her.

She understood Jason's pain and his inner conflict.

"I understand. You just need time. Don't worry, I'll take good care of him."

Jason looked at her gratefully. "Lacey, thank you."

Lacey swallowed the lump in her throat and smiled. "It's nothing. Before I knew he was your father, he was just a stranger to me, and I would have helped anyone in his situation."

She left unsaid that now, knowing he was Jason's father, she would willingly care for the old man for the rest of his life.

After Jason left, Lacey returned to check on Jason's father, David Foster.

He was still awake, sitting on the edge of the bed, likely thinking about his son again. Lacey approached him and held out the photograph. "Is this the picture you've been looking for?"

dull eyes fell on the photo and suddenly brightened. He grabbed it eagerly, looking at it over and over with excitement. "My son!

smile at last brought Lacey

the smile was fleeting. Soon he grew sad again, his rough

I'll help you find your

young man and

David's side. It appeared to be a touching reunion-at

showed little reaction to their

didn't remember them, or perhaps he didn't

"David, you left without warning. I've been searching desperately for you. I never imagined you'd go abroad-how was I supposed

must be David's family. She approached the woman and explained David's

this, the woman fell silent,

accompanied her also looked stunned, glancing between

quickly released David's arm as if he were contagious and stepped away to stand with the young man. Her gaze toward David transformed from

snorted dismissively. "Mom, we thought he'd made a fortune abroad. Who knew he'd end

deeply uncomfortable with this remark but held her tongue. Considering they were David's family, she patiently explained that he needed both

with a cold sneer. "I divorced him years ago. We have nothing to do with

just put on a show of deep emotion, and now claimed no

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divorce papers from her bag, explaining that David had been

how someone could

you have no relationship with him, why did

ended up like this?

was speechless, realizing

home," the young man said. "No point wasting

had barely finished speaking when a sudden punch

you think you are? How dare you hit him! Have you no decency?" The woman shielded her son protectively-suddenly

stared at Jason

seen him

one punch, but the menacing aura emanating from him was chilling. Though the young man seemed indignant, he was too

no connection to him, then get out!" Jason

woman restrained herself— likely considering their unfamiliar surroundings in a foreign country, where

the woman hurried away with

their contact information and notify them to come. Jason had always believed David had established a new family, thinking reuniting him with them would be the best solution. He hadn't known his father had left them years ago, nor that they would be so heartlessly

seemed to have no emotional impact on David. He simply

realize that the son he longed for day

abandoned him, Jason naturally

was here. He believed his son was simply not

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helpless. He couldn't articulate his emotions-whether frustration, anger,

sat on the bed murmuring about his son;