Chapter 227 Despair and Deject
Cherise lowered her head, “But Grandpa, I’m so sorry.”
“I was already pregnant, but I… I was young and naive; I didn’t even realize I was pregnant initially.”
“That’s how I was taken advantaged of-by someone drugging me…..
Tears welled as she looked up at Old Mr. Lenoir and said determinedly. “But Grandpa, I swear. I will try harder in the future to have a child with Damien as soon as possible!”
Old Mr. Lenoir nodded slowly.
“So, you’re saying the doctor drugged you without your knowledge?” he asked.
“Yes,” she replied.
Cherise bit her l*p, recounting the entire incident to Old Mr. Lenoir. “It’s my fault, Grandpa. I trusted him too much because I thought he was a person of good character and excellence…”
“Being willing to trust others isn’t a flaw,” Old Mr. Lenoir sighed and shook his head. Tll take care of this person.”
Cherise widened her eyes in surprise. “Grandpa…”
Hadn’t he just said he was too old to meddle with children’s matters?
Yet, now, he seemed determined to confront Ian.
“I really cannot manage this,” he clarified.
As if sensing her confusion, Old Mr. Lenoir smiled knowingly. “However, I can arrange for others.
to handle him.”
“She’ll be more than willing,” he added.
He sighed heavily and continued, “The great battle is looming, and it’s time for her to return.”
Before Cherise could unravel the mystery of the ‘she’ he referred to, Old Mr. Lenoir rose with the support of his cane. “Take care of yourself. A woman’s b*dy is most delicate at this time.”
“I… I will,” Cherise stammered, still perplexed.
“Grandpa won’t keep you any longer,” he said, leaving Cherise in a whirlwind of unanswered questions and enigmatic anticipation.
After Old Mr. Lenoir left, Damien and Lennon returned to the hospital room.
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Lennon cagerly picked up a banana from the fruit basket Bernard had sent to Cherise and started eating. “So, what pearls of wisdom did the old man impart? Spent quite a bit of time, didn’t he?”
Cherise was about to answer, but Lennon cut her off. “Let me guess!”
He imitated Old Mr. Lenoir, mockingly stroking an imaginary beard, and said in a low, gruff voice, “He probably said, ‘You’ve done a great job! Keep staying by Damien’s side!”
“Damien’s been through a lot, you know. You better take good care of him.”
“And, of course, he must have told you to rest well and hurry up to give Damien another child”” he added.
He earnestly mimicked Old Mr. Lenoir, making Cherise burst into laughter.
“See, you look so much better when you smile,” he continued, watching how the light returned to
her face.
Lennon looked at Cherise and shook his head. “Stop wearing that grim look; no one blames
“That’s right, no one blames you.”
you.
Damien gently sat beside Cherise and held her hand. “Besides these words, what else did he say?” he teased with a playful glint in his eyes.
Cherise furrowed her brow and recalled, “He also mentioned bringing ‘her’ back. I have no idea who this ‘her’ Grandpa was talking about.”
Damien frowned slightly, clearly had no idea of this mysterious ‘her’ as well.
“Who cares? That old man enjoys his mysterious games. It’s not like it’s the first time,” Lennon shrugged nonchalantly, munching on the banana.
Cherise rolled her eyes but was immediately distracted as her phone chimed.
It was a call from Lucy Staber.
“Cherry, you’ve got to get online! Ian’s doing a livestream! It’s driving me crazy!” Lucy’s voice came through the phone urgently.
Cherise blinked in surprise and hastily hung up, clicking on the live-stream link Lucy had sent.
When she clicked on it, she saw lan sitting on rocks by the seashore, looking utterly despaired and dejected.
“I really have no way out,” he pleaded desperately.
Watching from the phone screen, lan still had visible bruises from the altercation with Lennon. last night. His face was swollen and discolored, making it hard to recognize him.
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If it weren’t for the frameless gla*ses he wore on his nose, Cherise might have doubted that it was
lan.
