Chapter 750

He had it all - a family, friends, an education, and responsibilities that tethered him to a world of care and duty...

But now, he found himself kicked out of the Johnson household.

Gilbert's gaze turned icy as he set the whiskey bottle on the table.

With a self-mocking smirk, he mused, "Happiness stolen is, after all, something you have to repay..."

He was never truly a Johnson, Sylvia was right about that; he was nothing but an impostor!

But he had his own family!

Gilbert paused, images of Sherilyn and Jenna flashing before his eyes - Sherilyn's allure, Jenna's cuteness.

...His beloved and their child!

Yet, Gilbert was uncertain. Would Sherilyn accept him?

He wasn't like Francis, a true blue-blooded gentleman. He was merely a stand-in...

A speck of dust!

Even the name 'Gilbert' wasn't truly his...

"Sherilyn, Sherilyn..."

He repeated her name, lifting the whiskey bottle to his lips, drowning himself in its contents.

...

with worries these past few

moment to herself, Galen's words echoed

can

me

her daughter's innocent face, Sherilyn finally made

the business card Galen

her phone, she opened WhatsApp and added

"Is that you, sis?"

Sherilyn. When

you, sis.

at 2 p.m., at the

I'll be

tense, time stretching unbearably

shoot was over, Sherilyn rushed to the hospital, arriving earlier than

her surprise, Galen was already

the medical building, waving at Sherilyn with a smile. "Over

and

measure of caution, she asked, "Does your family know about

"This is about

frowned, "Would they agree if

"Sis."

an adult. My body, my decision. Even if they object, it's just words; they can't make decisions

concerns, "Why are you helping me? After your accident last

yet she hadn't softened, refusing to donate

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