Chapter 1403: Chapter 1403: A Helpless Move
Old Master Sumrs initially thought of discussing with Atra Blanc about raising the child under his eldest son’s na.
Dylan Sumrs had no children and urgently needed one.
But doing so, without even ntioning whether Atra Blanc would agree, would be unacceptable to his daughter-in-law. If it aroused her suspicions, causing her to think Atra Blanc and Dylan had an affair, it would only create unnecessary trouble.
On the way ho, Old Master Sumrs fell into deep thought.
Atra Blanc sat beside him, curiously looking at the rearview mirror ahead, which reflected both her and Old Master Sumrs.
It felt strangely familiar, as if she had seen it sowhere before.
In the depths of her blurred mory, she’d vaguely seen such a person, with white hair, distinct wrinkles, an elderly yet handso face, and bright, sharp eyes…
He said, “Does the age difference really matter that much?”
He also said, “You forgetting it doesn’t an I will. I have a good mory, I won’t forget.”
I have a good mory, I won’t forget.
I won’t forget…
Atra Blanc looked silently at Old Master Sumrs.
Could it be him? Sowhat like, yet sowhat unlike.
Old Master Sumrs’ hair was actually quite black, only graying at the temples… while the old man in her mory had much whiter hair.
Of course, she wasn’t sure, as her mory was all muddled now.
…
Old Master Sumrs deliberated for two days and finally decided to clarify things with Atra Blanc.
“You were originally hired as a caregiver. I’m an old fool with no woman at my side to attend to daily life, facing a lonely old age. After spending so ti with you, I wanted to marry you, but considering my age and limited ti, I feared that when I’m gone, you’ll have a difficult standing in the Sumrs Family. So… I had you undergo artificial insemination.”
He spoke slowly while observing Atra Blanc’s expression, seeing she had no particularly resistant reaction, he continued, “I didn’t expect you to suddenly lose your mory… I realize this matter must be hard for a girl to accept. You’ve cut ties with the Blanc Family and now you’re carrying the Sumrs Family’s child. What… plans do you have?”
Atra stared at him blankly, as if unable to digest the “facts” he fabricated.
The guilt and sha weighed heavily in his heart, and Old Master Sumrs silently sighed.
He continued, “You’re young and certainly unable to consider everything thoroughly for now, naturally requiring to worry more… I can provide money to help you acquire property outside, but raising a child alone will be tough… If you’d like, you can beco the lady of the Sumrs Family. The child, regardless of gender, will be the most cherished child of the Sumrs household. If you’re unwilling, I won’t force it, and we can discuss other solutions…”
“I would!” said Atra.
Old Master Sumrs was slightly taken aback.
Atra’s cheeks flushed, and she softly repeated, “Not forced, I’m willing…”
She was willing.
The guilt and sha not only did not fade but felt heavier and weightier, like thick tar covering his heart, inducing Old Master Sumrs into stifling and oppressive pain.
…
Deciding to marry requires a divorce first.
Old Master Sumrs notified Janelle Roberts to co back for the procedures. Janelle cursed him over the phone, but Old Master Sumrs was unmoved, and Janelle began to sob bitterly.
When crying yielded no effect, Janelle beca furious, angrily cursing him over the phone, accusing Old Master Sumrs of being heartless, playing with a young girl at his age, shaless.
Her voice was loud enough for the housekeeper nearby to hear.
After the call ended, the housekeeper sighed softly, “Sir, what’s the point?”
“If I marry her, people may at most say a few sarcastic things, but if he marries her, being a father at fifteen…” Old Master Sumrs closed his eyes, extrely exhausted, “the spittle from tongues could drown the Sumrs Family.”
The child in Atra Blanc’s belly absolutely cannot be Clyde Sumrs’.
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