Unexpected Blessing After Divorce

Chapter 283

Hearing that, Zavier paused and stared at Christopher, scrutinizing him. With a frown, Zavier said, “How did

someone take him away? Is it a human trafficker? Are there any clues now?”

With worry and anxiety on his face, Zavier seemed to be genuinely worried about Rowan’s safety.

Christopher did not change his expression. He picked up the cup on the table and casually took a sip of coffee. The

coffee had turned cold. Perhaps it was left aside. for too long; the taste was too strong and astringent, losing its

original flavor.

Christopher frowned slightly and replied faintly, “There is no clue yet, so I want your help.”

Lowering his gaze, Zavier glanced at Christopher from the corner of his eyes. He smiled and said, “Even you don’t

have any clues. How can I find him?”

Christopher did not reply immediately. He took out a pack of cigarettes and handed a cigarette to Zavier. Then, he

lit one for himself and took a puff. The cigarette was between his fingers. Instead of looking at Zavier, Christopher

looked somewhere in the air and slowly puffed out the cigarette smoke.

Zavier took the cigarette from Christopher and did not light it. He held it in his hand and played with it. However, he

was not thinking about it at all. Instead, Zavier thought of the purpose of Christopher coming to him.

He had held Rowan before. He was very similar to Christopher when the latter was a child. Rowan was very likable,

unlike his grandchildren, who looked dumb and were not energetic at all.

Zavier wondered, “The baby is missing. Why does he come to me and ask for the baby this late at night?”

Zavier’s face darkened and he had some assumptions.

“Zavier, I remember when I was very young, Mr. Solace was not at home because of a business trip. Mom was in

the hospital, while Ken and Layla were having their final exams. They didn’t have time to care about me. You

brought me to your house and let me live there for a while.”

Christopher seriously recalled those days. With a faint smile, he continued, “When I was a child, I was not in good

health. I would easily catch a cold and didn’t like to exercise. In those days, you took me jogging every morning. If I

couldn’t jog, you would put me on your shoulder and jog. You also told me to exercise more and sweat more to get

better. Back then, you had a dog. When you got home every night, you took the dog and me for a walk. You would

shower me and tell me a bedtime story before I went to bed.”

Christopher was only about five years old at that time.

Christopher smiled. “Even my Dad hasn’t done those things for me. At that time, I thought it would be great if you

were my dad.”

Zavier’s unlit cigarette was a little deformed. Pursing his lips and tightening his jaw, Zavier did not answer.

Christopher looked at him and said, “Zavier, although you’re not my dad, there is no difference between you and

my father in my heart. I’ve always regarded you and Zaiden as my closest family members for all these years. I’ve

never changed that thought. I know our relationship has changed a little because of some things recently. But I

think they’re two different things. Business matters are different from our private lives. I don’t want to reach the

point until things are irreparable,

Zavier.”

When Christopher spoke again after a pause, his voice sounded cold with a hint of indifference. “Not only do I have

a family, but you also have a family. If something happens to Roe, I’ll let the person pay back twice as much no

matter

who he is.”

Christopher glanced at the partially burned cigarette, flicked the cigarette ash above the ashtray, and stuck the

cigarette that had not burned out into the ashtray. Then, he got up and said, “Please look out for Roe. I won’t

disturb your rest anymore. I’m leaving now.”

After that, Christopher got up. He picked up the coat on the couch’s armrest and strode toward the door.

When the sound of closing the door came, Zavier glanced in the direction of Christopher’s departure. He scrunched

the cigarette and threw it with a stern gaze.

Isabella draped a coat over her and came over. She looked at her husband coldly and questioned, “Did you do it?

No matter what, you’re also Roe’s great-uncle. He’s so young. How can you bear to hurt him? Are you still human?”

“Who told you that I did it?” Zavier glared at Isabella angrily.

Isabella was stunned by his stare, and a trace of doubt appeared on her face. After decades of being with Zavier,

she still knew his personality. Looking at his expression earlier, Isabella thought it was probably not Zavier who did

it.

“But, if it’s not you, why did Chris come here this late at night?” asked Isabella.

Zavier’s expression became more solemn. “You should ask what your sons have done!”

As soon as he finished speaking, Isabella’s phone rang. She glanced at the number on the screen and found it was

from Xander, her youngest son.

She calmed down and answered immediately, “Hello, Xander-”

Before she finished speaking, an unfamiliar voice interrupted, “Is this Xander Solace’s mother? This is Hillden

Hospital…”

In the early morning, Zavier and Isabella hurried to Hillden Hospital.

When Isabella got the phone call, she was scared to death. She looked at the doctor in front of her eagerly. “How’s

my son?”

Although Zavier looked composed, his gaze was not as calm as it used to be, showing a hint of anxiety.

Like Christopher, Xander was born when Zavier and Isabella were in their 40s. They usually looked after him

carefully and doted on him very much since he was young. They would give Xander whatever he wanted. It could

be said that Xander had much better treatment than his brothers.

The doctor said, “There are different degrees of fractures on both legs. There are also many scrapes and bruises

on his body. We just ran some examinations on him and found no internal injury. His life is not in danger for the time

being. You don’t have to be too nervous.”

Isabella took a deep breath. “That’s good. Thank goodness his life is not in danger!”

Zavier also felt relieved. Soon, he realized something and asked, “Doctor, how did Xander get injured?”

The doctor replied, “I don’t know the exact situation. It was the passerby who found him at the entrance of the

hospital. At that time, Xander was already in a coma. The nurse rushed over and sent him to the emergency

department before informing you. According to his injury, he must have been beaten.”

Hearing that, Zavier frowned and lowered his gaze, thinking about something.

The doctor left after telling them about Xander’s situation.

Xander’s legs had fractures of different degrees. The severe injury needed surgery. Although there was no need to

worry about his life, he would take months to

recover.

Doctors and nurses had treated all the injuries that could be handled on Xander and already issued a hospital

admission form. After Zavier and Isabella arrived, Xander was transferred from the emergency department to the

inpatient department.

After settling down, Xander woke up.

Looking at her son’s bruised and swollen face, Isabella felt distressed. “Xander, are you okay? Let me know if you

feel unwell. I’ll ask the doctor to check on you.”

Xander was still a little confused. He looked at Zavier and Isabella and looked at the surroundings before realizing

that they were in the hospital.

Zavier asked, “How did you get these injuries?”