Chapter 1502 Chapter 1502 There was nowhere else Montez would be other than Yesseca's place.
Noel's head was hanging low as he said, "Mr. Tremaine, Mr. Montez isn't at Miss Cowell's place." A hint of surprise flashed across Tremaine's eyes.
Ten minutes later, Tremaine departed for a hospital.
Just a while ago, Noel found that Montez was at a hospital within Agaphan City.
Tremaine's brows were tightly knitted along the way.
Just that morning, he had received all the information about Yesseca from Noel.
He took his tto go through it carefully.
After that, he discarded the possibility of that being true.
Yesseca had been battling her sickness all this while. It was only this year that she could move around like normal after the surgery.
She couldn't be Montez's birth mother.
In other words, Montez and Yesseca couldn't have the connection between a mother and her son.
But he liked her so much. It must be very likely that Yesseca had seduced him. However, Tremaine was not sure what she wanted out of this.
When he arrived at the hospital, Tremaine pulled over and strode in.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAt the stime, Montez had just fallen asleep.
Just stago, he had fallen off the stairs. As he had fallen face first, blood covered his face before he was sent to the hospital. After streatment, he was fine, but the doctor said it might leave a scar. Yesseca's heart sank when she heard about the scarring from the doctor.
A scar would affect a young boy like Montez's life for sure. She couldn't possibly let there be a scar on his face. After coaxing Montez to sleep, Yesseca went to see the doctor.
She begged the doctor, "Doctor, can you think of sway to prevent the scarring? He's still a little boy. He can't have a scar." The doctor was in a difficult position. "I have tried my best, but the wound on his face is too deep. I can't guarantee that there will be no scar." "Doctor, didn't you see how adorable and goodlooking he is? A scar wouldn't do!" Yesseca's eyes reddened as she spoke.
It was all because she was careless that Montez had fallen off the stairs.
"I'm sorry. I'm afraid this is over my limits." The doctor expressed that he had done his best.
"I heard that skin transplant can help with scarring." Right then, she suddenly remembered she had seen a news report about this method. A mother had donated her skin to her son, who had suffered from a large-scale burn.
Pointing to her face, she asked, "Can I donate the skin on my face? If Montez were to leave a scar, I don't mind giving him my skin for the skin transplant." Not far away from them, Tremaine was rolling his eyes.
As soon as he arrived, he heard Yesseca speaking to the doctor.
Then he stopped.
He didn't expect to hear these words from her.
She was actually willing to donate her skin for Montez's sake.
It was known to everyone that women valued their appearances more than anything, but she was taking the initiative to do this for Montez.
Why on earth did she want to do this? Tremaine's eyes narrowed as he thought about this.
The more he knew about her, the more he did not understand her.
Moments later, he strode over.
He wanted to see what had happened to his son's face.
Hearing the heavy footsteps, Yesseca subconsciously looked over and saw Tremaine.
She felt a pang of guilt building up inside her heart.
Although she had always hated Tremaine, how could she not feel ashamed when she saw him when she was the one responsible for his son's injury? Looking at Tremaine, she said in a pitiable tone, "Mr. Quartley, I'm really sorry. Montez had fallen from the stairs when he cto see me. It was all my fault." Hearing her words, he shot her a deathly glare.
He had met her several times. She had this arrogant air around her that did not match her meek appearance. This was the first the had seen her acting weak. Her face was a little red, and her eyelashes were trembling because of nervousness. Plus, she was playing with her hands helplessly.
Somehow, she reminded him of a deer.
She was just like a deer who had accidentally got lost in the forest.
Just then, he averted his gaze.
He entered the ward which was behind Yesseca.
As soon as he entered, he saw Montez lying on the bed.
He was already fast asleep.
There was a frightening big scar across his face.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmTremaine frowned.
He looked at Yesseca, who was following behind him, and asked, "How did this happen?" Yesseca said guiltily, "Montez was on the stairs waiting for me, but he accidentally fell." "He was waiting for you on the stairs?" Tremaine's eyes turned colder and colder. "Yesseca, why did Montez repeatedly clooking for you?" His interrogation was so oppressive that she couldn't help but shrink.
"Just what did you do to make him like you this much?!" He stared fixedly at her face as if he was about to stare holes into her. "What purpose do you have by getting near him?" She had been feeling guilty. When she heard his words, she felt herself burning with rage.
How could he say this about her? With that, her tone was much
sharper when she said, "Mr. Quartley, how could you slander me?! What O.
do you mean by my purpose of getting near him? Thave no purpose! As to why Montez likesso much, I think you should reflect upon yourself! "When have you ever spoken properly to him?" "Do you know what food he likes the most? And what he doesn't? "Have you ever cooked for him? Have you read him a book before or played with him?' "You did none of those!" Tremaine held his breath when he heard those questions for Tremaine.
Just then, she raised her voice and
said, "These are all the reasons why he likes me. Because he can't get any sort of fatherly love from you. You're just a cold-blooded machine to him. а This is why he is so dependent on me! Not only are you not reflecting on your parenting methods, but you also chere to criticizefor stealing him away! The problems lie within yourself, not me!" Right then, his face fell.
Although he was looking at her with such a cold glare, Yesseca did not back down. She stared straight into his eyes.
Moments later, he removed his sight from her.
"If it weren't for Montez, I would have killed you!" he said coldly.
He had seen how anxious and sincere she was when she was pleading with the doctor just now.
However, he still decided to pick up the sleeping Montez and wanted to leave.
Seeing his actions, she stood in front of him, blocking his way worriedly.
"Move it!" he ordered her.
Yesseca looked at Montez, who was in Tremaine's arms, feeling conflicted.
She knew that she had no right to stop him. After all, Tremaine wash Montez's biological father. She was just an outsider. Ashburn > X