Chapter656


    Quentin had just taken a walk around the neighborhood, and I saw that there were a lot more ingredients in the kitchen.


    He took a bathrobe and as he walked towards the bathroom, he said to me. “I’ll take a shower and go to bed early. I have to get up early tomorrow. to make breakfast for our mom. You should go to bed early too, ande with me to the hospital tomorrow morning.”


    “Um.” I nodded and asked him, “So, what about your work? During these days you’ve been dyed, how is work going over there?”


    “I quit,” Quentin said nonchntly, “Reynaldo asked me to work at hispany, so once my mom’s situation is settled, I’ll go report to hispany directly.”


    Listening to his constant praise of Reynaldo, I couldn’t help but smile.


    “Oh, Reynaldo is quite a prominent figure in Freybourne now, he calls the shots and no one dares to mess with him.”


    “But he turned out to be my brother–inw, not only polite to me, but also trying to please me. Just thinking about it, I feel so happy in my heart.”


    I gave him a speechless look, this Quentin, really…


    Quentin leaned against the bathroom door and suddenly sighed, “Only our dad is so silly, rejecting such a golden son–inw and insisting on hanging out with that Aiyana, who doesn’t even acknowledge us. Just wait, when he gets dumped by Aiyana, he wille back crying and begging us.”


    When ites to my dad, I also feel a bit sad and angry in my heart.


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    Since that day when I exposed Aiyana as not a sessful wealthy woman but just a hostess in front of my dad, I haven’t seen much of him.


    I heard that my dad was still hanging out with that woman..


    s, it is really a matter of minutes for a person to want to fall.


    His downfall also destined that he would note back, destined that our family could not return to the past.


    “Did you tell him about mom’s condition and the time of the surgery?”


    “No!”


    Quentin’s face turned cold, and he snorted, “He no longer cares about people like us in his heart, so what’s the point of talking to him?”


    I didn’t want him toe see our mother either. If he dide, it would just be a nuisance for our mother.”


    Yes. Quentin was right.


    A person who has changed their mind, telling them these things won’t change anything.


    The next morning, I went to the hospital with Quentin to see my mom.


    As soon as I reached the door, I heard a burst of arguinging from my mother’s hospital room.


    I also faintly heard my dad’s voice.


    I nced at Quentin and said, “How did Dad know?”


    “Who knows, damn it, I knew he would cause trouble for our mom when he came,” Quentin said, pushing open the door to the ward.


    I saw my father standing by the hospital bed with his hands on his hips,


    his face full of anger.


    While my mother sat on the sickbed, silently wiping away tears.


    Quentin was instantly furious, taking a big step forward and pushing my dad away, saying, “What are you doing here? How dare you bully my mom again?”


    I quickly went over and, supporting my mother’s shoulder, asked her what had happened.


    She didn’t say anything, just shook her head.


    Quentin was even angrier, grabbing my dad’s cor and angrily asking, “What did you do to my mom again?”


    “Hey, you little rabbit, how dare you talk to me like that, let go!”