Who's Crying Now, Ex-Husband?

Chapter 550

"Fine. I got it."

A pale-faced boy in hospital scrubs stood by the window, turning at the sound of the door clicking shut. Johnnie, still on the phone, spoke quietly before hanging up and leaning casually against the wall, a faint smile on his lips.

Eugene watched him icily.

"Feeling any better?" Johnnie didn't bother to approach, just studied him from across the room, his smile never quite reaching his eyes. "Come on, is learning about your real background really that much of a shock?"

"What do you want this time?" Eugene's voice was cold.

"Just came to have a chat. I've got news for you-Father's arriving in a few days. He wants to see you." Johnnie's smile widened, almost playful. "So, have you decided whose side you're on yet?"

Eugene said nothing.

Johnnie rolled his eyes and tapped his forehead, sighing. "What's so hard to figure out? You can either stay hidden away in the Montgomery family as an illegitimate son, or go with your biological father back to Italy and become the sole heir to the Fraser family."

"Is it really that hard a choice?"

He honestly couldn't understand.

The Fraser family-aristocracy in the truest, oldest sense of the word. In Western history, several generations had even produced Popes. And that's not even counting their present status. Eugene's father, Cossio, wasn't just from a powerful paternal line; his mother's family, too, was renowned throughout European history. Even though the family had faded in modern times, their influence remained untouchable on the global stage.

He was born into a life most could only dream of.

So what was there to hesitate over?

Eugene's dark eyes fixed on him. "Why so sudden?" Weren't they still just watching him, biding their time?

Johnnie just smiled.

have much time left, Eugene. Make up your mind. When Father arrives, if you still haven't chosen, you might not get another

a moment, the room

asked, "And if I choose neither of

the red band around his wrist, his voice almost offhand. "Then you'll just

something

Fraser family would never allow their bloodline to drift outside the fold. Impure blood had to

lineage and a mother's pedigree. If a union wasn't approved by both sides, even the right to produce an heir was denied let alone someone like Eugene, a child of mixed heritage. People like him

managed to defy tradition, insisting from

if Eugene chose

eyes growing cold. Then he'd be the one to clean house for Father. An heir

this was Father's only

had to try once

up, his smile

sister on my way here.

but recently

the family i England. Forrest-you know him, right? The scientific prodigy, world-renowned in his field. Apparently, it's the first time

the boy by the

stood unmoving, one hand pressed to the

hospital clothes making his face look even paler. But

good at keeping it together, Johnnie

time. "Eugene, you like her,

hand gripping the window

But Eugene said nothing.

seem to mind, continuing,

you'll never be a real option for her? Compared to the men pursuing her even if you picked one at random-you wouldn't stand a chance. Or do you think you can rely

He laughed softly.