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Zeke stepped on the brake and looked at Missy in pleasant surprise.
He could not seem to accept the fact.
“Lacey, are you saying that I’m Missy’s father?”
Lacey nodded her head, “Yes.”
“I was pregnant even before you left. I always subconsciously covered my lower abdomen to protect her. But you
misunderstood it for my period, and even prepared brown sugar water for me...”
Lacey felt a lump in her throat at the thought the past, and she went silent.
Hahaha!
Zeke burst into an uncontrollable laugh after confirming that Missy was indeed his daughter.
He had never been so happy before.
It was as if he was a man who found a ship after being deserted on an island after a few decades.
I have a daughter now!
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtLacey did not leave me either.
She’s still my wife!
The usual impassive Great Marshal shed tears.
He was almost begging at Lacey, “Please let me hug our daughter.”
Lacey was touched by his earnest look and nodded her head.
His gaze was full of fatherly love.
Zeke hugged Missy.
He could not help but kiss Missy when he saw her cute demeanor, “Missy, daddy’s here.”
Missy was overjoyed at the revelation. She traced Zeke’s face, “Are you really my father?”
Zeke nodded, “Of course.”
Missy was ecstatic, “Daddy!”
“I have a daddy now too. Now my friends can’t say that I don’t have a father anymore.”
Zeke felt a sharp pang in his heart.
Lacey attempted to bring Missy back into her embrace for Zeke to be able to concentrate driving.
However, Missy held on tightly to Zeke and refused to let go.
Lacey could only drive while Zeke hugged Missy.
She fell asleep in no time in Zeke’s embrace.
Only then did Zeke whispered to her, “Lacey, what happened to Missy?”
Lacey sighed, “She’s diagnosed with ankylosing spondylitis. She’s still young, so the symptoms are not that
apparent and won’t affect her much. However, her condition might get worse after half a year. Missy might be
paralyzed from the waist down. She might even... die.”
Zeke was in a turmoil of emotions after Lacey explained Missy’s condition to him.
With this physical condition, one would most likely encounter genetic mutation. It would not be easy to survive.
However, those who survived would be the crème de la crème.
Zeke examined Missy’s condition, “Don’t worry, Lacey.”
“I will make sure to cure Missy, no matter the cost.”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmLacey slowed down and brought the car to a stop.
Zeke furrowed his brows, “Lacey, why did you stop?”
Lacey replied, “Mom and dad are selling fruits around here. I don’t think they’ve eaten. I’m bringing breakfast for
them.”
Hmm?
Zeke furrowed his brows.
Mom and dad are selling fruits by the roadside?
The Linton Group alone would provide for them for years to come.
Why would they resort to selling fruits by the roadside for a living?
Zeke posed his questions.
Lacey sighed again, “It’s a grandmother story. We’ll talk about it later.”
Lacey got off the car and bought some bread and coffee.
Missy was roused by the aroma of the bread and coffee, “It smells so good.”
The hawker grinned as he passed the bread to Lacey, “She gets prettier by the day. Here, have this bagel.”
Thank you, uncle.
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