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.

time left, Eugene. Make up your mind. When Father arrives, if you still haven't

the room

Eugene asked, "And if I choose neither of

falter. He lowered his gaze, idly twisting the red band around his wrist, his voice almost offhand. "Then you'll

there was something

drift outside the fold. Impure

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

managed to defy tradition, insisting from the moment he

chose to betray

one to clean house for Father. An heir

this was Father's only

to

his smile back in

on my

but recently she

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

at the

one hand pressed to the window frame, the

clothes making his face look

at keeping it

time. "Eugene,

hand gripping the window

But Eugene said nothing.

didn't seem to mind, continuing, "Have you

that as an illegitimate son, 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

He laughed softly.