Cannot Bear To Let Go Of My Rich Wife
Chapter 612 - 630: I Choose to Like You (3)

Chapter 612: Chapter 630: I Choose to Like You (3)

Percy Stanton watched Isabel Smith eating the porridge, his mood becoming somewhat indescribably helpless: "Raymond Thompson has never had a mother since he was a child, and all along, I think I, as a father, can give Raymond anything he wants. It’s no big deal whether or not he has a mother. But it’s only today that I realized that I can’t even give the blood that decides his life and death."

Percy rarely revealed his thoughts in front of others. After saying this, he lowered his head slightly, seemingly very seriously scooping porridge for Isabel.

His mouth, however, did not stop: "If it weren’t for you being here today, I wouldn’t have been able to ensure that Raymond would have survived when the blood was brought in."

When he got to this point, Percy paused, swallowing back the ominous words that followed. Lifting his eyes, he handed the spoon to Isabel’s lips, saying, "However, even if Raymond’s mother were here, she might not necessarily have O-type blood; you and Raymond are more destined."

Isabel bent her lips and smiled. After swallowing the porridge and taking a couple of bites, she looked at Percy as if she had remembered something and asked a question that had been lingering in her heart for a long time: "Who is Raymond’s mother?"

After asking the question, Isabel quickly lowered her head.

Percy had known she was Isabel Smith ever since they reunited. At that time, he said he was waiting for her. But how could he have a child in those six years he was waiting for her?

Isabel knew that she had no right to interfere with Percy’s past since she didn’t accept him herself. Moreover, during those six years, she had also forgotten his appearance. She had no right to expect him to remain chaste for her for the entire six years in Bellshire City.

However, knowing is one thing, but it doesn’t mean she wouldn’t care deep down. She really liked Raymond, but she also wanted to know what kind of story Percy and Raymond’s mother had.

Percy’s movement of holding the spoon paused, and he remained silent for quite a while before saying truthfully: "I don’t know."

Isabel looked up in surprise, disbelief filling the bottom of her eyes.

"Actually, I think this answer is laughable too," Percy laughed self-deprecatingly. "But I really don’t know who Raymond’s mother is, and I don’t know how I had this child. Five years ago, suddenly someone brought Raymond to me."

Isabel’s heart tightened, with an indescribable bitterness on her lips. She spoke in a tone of losing perspective: "You must have had so many women. You can’t even tell who Raymond’s mother is."

Percy frowned, "No, I didn’t sleep with any women. But I still have Raymond."

Isabel was puzzled.

Percy spoke with a touch of ludicrousness about the most absurd thing in his life, "I don’t know what happened. I went to check later, but there are so many women in this world. I can’t compare everyone’s DNA, especially since many people haven’t tested their DNA. You might find it hard to believe, but Isabel... My first time sleeping with a woman was on the day we reunited last year."

Isabel had always felt that having a child out of nowhere was something astonishing, but she hadn’t expected the story of Percy’s child to be even more legendary.

She suddenly became completely stunned, staring wide-eyed at Percy, at a loss for words.

"Are you shocked?" Percy hooked his lips and chuckled, "But sometimes, life is more colorful than drama. At first, I couldn’t accept it either, but Raymond is very cute, isn’t he?"

Although Percy’s smile looked very calm and composed, somehow, she could read some helplessness in it.

Just like her, who had inexplicably become pregnant with a child once...