Chapter 222
“Mr. Jules p>
Seven ran over holding the small bucket, his voice full of joy. “I caught a little crab! It’s super, super small p>
Jules strode over with his long legs, smiling. “Oh? I have to see just how small p>
“It’s still a baby!” Seven hurriedly handed the bucket to him, afraid he wouldn’t believe it.
Meanwhile, the atmosphere in the hospital room was starkly different.
Kingsley leaned against the headboard, an IV needle in the back of his hand, the liquid dripping slowly. His eyes were still red rimmed. The sharp, commanding presence he usually held in the business world was gone, replaced by a bone-deep exhaustion that made him look suddenly alone and breakable.
Xavier stood to the side, looking at his boss. He swallowed the words on the tip of his tongue, afraid that one wrong word would hit a sore spot.
In the end, he just silently retreated to the corner, thinking: “Better to wait for Dr. Sterling. Maybe he can comfort Mr. Sherwood p>
The next evening, Ethan arrived at the hospital, looking travel-worn.
Walking into the ward and seeing Kingsley lying on the bed, pale and helpless, he spoke first, his tone teasing, “Kingsley, what’s going on? Your blood pressure spiked? You aren’t even thirty yet p>
Kingsley’s originally dim eyes suddenly turned cold when he looked at him. His voice was heavy. “Did you play a part in hiding the child from me p>
Ethan was flipping through the medical chart at the bedside. Hearing this, he glanced up. “Kingsley, do you think if I was involved, I’d dare to come see you? Do I have a death wish p>
He paused, then added, “Finding out you have a son is a good thing! Why are you so worked up that it made you sick p>
Kingsley clearly didn’t believe him. He stared at him and asked coldly, “Where is Thurston p>
“I called him,” Ethan said, sitting comfortably on the sofa next to the bed. “He said the company is busy with year-end work, so he’s not coming p>
As soon as he finished, he added, “You know best whether Thurston has the resources to pull this off. But with Jane, the Shaw family, and
Raymond’s family involved, fae. ne
miscarriage report wouldnt be
difficult, right p>
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Kingsley sat up abruptly, his tone tense. “You better not be involved. If I find out you were, you’re finished p>
Ethan maintained his innocence,
spreading his hands. “If I knew, wouldn’t have told you? I know what’s important. I’m not like
Thurston; if he slipped up, his own family would fall apart… he had no choice. If you’re really angry, just beat him up a few times later to vent, but don’t let it ruin your friendship p>
Kingsley’s eyes gradually calmed, but he had already made calculations in his heart —he would definitely settle this score with Thurston.
He glanced coldly at Ethan. “I don’t need you to lecture me p>
Ethan smiled, then suddenly changed the subject with a sigh. “Sigh… you all have
kids now, and I’m still a lonely man. It’s enviable p>
saying this, he leaned in purposefully and asked, “What does your son look like? Does he have an iceberg face like you p>
A trace of imperceptible softness flashed through Kingsley’s dark eyes, though his voice remained. cold. The apple doesn’t fall far from the tree. How could my son be anything but exceptional p>
Ethan immediately flattered him, going along with the flow. “Naturally! Like father, like son. With genes like yours and hers, the kid is bound to be amazing p>
Before Kingsley could respond, Ethan smiled mischievously and pressed, “But seriously, when you found out you had a son, you were over the moon, weren’t you p>