Scum Daddy Dreams Of Stealing My Mommy!
Chapter 88 I’ve Never Touched Her All These Years!

Chapter 88: Chapter 88 I’ve Never Touched Her All These Years!

Mentioning Kane, Christopher Hart’s face immediately darkened, his eyes staring at her turned as cold as frost.

"Really?" he sneered, his lips curling in mockery, "Does he please you that much in bed?"

"Hah, of course!" Amelia Garcia lied without batting an eye, "Not much better than you!"

Christopher became even more infuriated by her provocation, clenching his fists and staring at her, his thin lips pressed into a straight line.

"So you stubbornly refuse to look back because you found a good lover." Anger burning and alcohol rising, he began to speak recklessly, wanting to hurt her.

But Amelia was unruffled, "Say whatever you like."

"You’ve become promiscuous after a few years abroad."

"What’s it to you?"

"As a mother, you think it’s glorious to behave improperly?"

"As a father, aren’t you just a scumbag too? Have you set a good example for your children?"

She was relentless, throwing back every accusation.

Christopher suddenly became enraged and blurted out, "I have nothing to do with Lily Garcia! I haven’t touched her all these years!"

Amelia was startled.

The air suddenly fell silent, with only the night breeze passing and the occasional croak of a frog from the grass, making the atmosphere between them even more deathly.

As their gazes met, the tips of her ears inexplicably burned, her heartbeat also losing its rhythm.

Averting her eyes, her mind blanked for a moment before she lightly said, "You don’t need to explain this to me. We’ve been divorced for a long time. In a social sense, I’m practically dead—so whether you’re well off or whom you want to be with, you don’t need to explain to a dead person."

With that, she didn’t look at the man and turned to leave.

Christopher stood there, his gaze intense as he watched her back as she entered the secure door, his eyelashes trembling slightly, feeling an irritating itch in his teeth.

In the elevator, Amelia stood dumbfounded, the man’s words still echoing in her ears.

Thinking that he was still going to marry Lily Garcia, a strong sense of powerlessness swept over her.

After all the troubles, it all amounted to nothing.

And he wouldn’t agree to give up custody of Hope.

What to do...

Did she really have to, as Noah had suggested, find a chance to sneak her sister out?

But if he didn’t let go, even if she managed to take her, they wouldn’t be able to leave the country.

Kane and the others had already tried once and ended in dismal failure.

Amelia found herself in a bind again, as if life had brought her to a high wall with no way forward.

---

Hope had gotten better from her illness, and after a consultation, the hospital’s specialists decided to proceed with the surgery as scheduled.

So, the little girl didn’t leave the hospital, continued to follow doctor’s orders to prepare her body for the lung operation.

When Noah and Ethan learned that their sister was going to have major surgery, both were very worried and wanted to visit her in the hospital.

But Amelia was worried about being discovered by Christopher and kept refusing.

It was Snow Fitch who came up with an idea.

"The last time at the amusement park, when Christopher saw Ethan, I said he was my brother’s child, and he didn’t suspect anything. Maybe, I could take the boys to the hospital to test the waters?"

Amelia looked at her, hesitant, "That... sounds too risky!"

"Choose a time when he’s not there; should be okay."

Noah, listening on the side, came over and pleaded softly and stubbornly, "Mom, I’m so worried about my sister, let me go with Aunt Fitch to see her, please."

It was of course good that the brothers cared so much for their sister.

Seeing the pleading look in her son’s eyes, Amelia felt powerless to refuse and silently consented.

Snow’s plan was to do it over two days.

One day for each boy.

Noah and Ethan looked alike, but they had different weights and heights. If not compared side by side, no one would notice.

She thought that if they were to bump into someone, she could stick to the previous story—taking her nephew out to play—should work fine.

Outside the hospital, Snow gave repeated warnings, telling Noah all her real brother’s details, making sure he memorized them to avoid any slip-up.

The little guy confidently patted his chest, "Aunt Fitch, don’t worry, I’ll remember it after you say it once."

"OK! Let’s go!"

Aunt Snow Fitch worked at the hospital.

The last time Lily Garcia "fainted" and went to the ER, it was Aunt Harper who sent her the message.

Before coming today, she had also asked Aunt Harper to "scout" the place to make sure Christopher Hart wasn’t in the ward, and then she brought Noah with her.

Fuller and Aunt Harper were both there, and when they saw her appear, Fuller nodded politely, "Miss Fitch."

"Um, I brought my nephew to the hospital for a checkup and remembered Hope was in hospital, so I came up to see her. That’s okay, right?"

Snow Fitch, holding Noah’s hand with a charming smile, explained her presence.

Fuller, thinking of Snow Fitch’s relationship with Amelia Garcia, pondered for a moment, then turned and pushed the door open, "Please come in."

Snow Fitch was surprised inside—was it really that easy?

Noah too was ecstatic inside, trying to suppress his laughter as he followed Snow Fitch into the ward.

On the hospital bed, Hope Hart was quietly making a sticker painting, her small table strewn with materials.

When she saw someone come in, she looked up, then her face showed great shock!

Just as she was about to shout, Noah quickly squinted his eyes at her.

The two shared an unspoken understanding.

Hope immediately thought of their agreement, quickly covering her little mouth, her big eyes round and rolling from side to side, holding back a heart full of joy.

Snow Fitch approached, "Baby Hope, long time no see, do you still remember your aunt?"

"Aunt Snow Fitch, of course I remember you, you’re Mommy’s good friend," Hope sweetly called out.

"So good~"

"Aunt Snow Fitch, I found Mommy, she’s so beautiful, and so nice to me."

"Um, I know, I’m really happy for you."

As they talked, Aunt Harper stood by. Snow Fitch wanted to find a reason to send her away, but felt that doing so would be too obvious a move and might make her suspicious, which would be bad if she reported back to Christopher Hart.

So, to create an opportunity for the two children, she deliberately went over to talk to Aunt Harper.

Noah walked to the bedside, gazed at the scattered materials on the table, and whispered, "Shall I help you with the sticking?"

"Yeah!" Hope agreed eagerly, immediately pushing the materials toward him.

Noah sat diagonally on the bedside, looking at the drawing, and began to stick little by little.

"Brother..." the little girl softly called out in a whispering, endearingly cute voice.

Noah: "Hm?"

Hope: "How do you know Aunt Snow Fitch?"

"She is my aunt." To avoid blowing his cover, Noah had to temporarily deceive even his sister.

The little girl nodded, "Aunt... oh, I have an aunt too, but I don’t like her."

Noah said, "My aunt is very nice."

"Um, I also think Aunt Snow Fitch is nice. I heard that she held me when I was just born."

Noah looked up, "You see, the sticker painting is ready, how is it?"

Hope looked at the detailed and intricate princess castle sticker painting and clapped her hands with joy, "Brother, you’re amazing!"

The sudden noise drew Aunt Harper and Snow Fitch’s attention back to them.

Aunt Harper smiled, "Miss Hope has been fussing for her mother, but the lady hasn’t appeared these past few days, and she has been unhappy. It’s good that you came to see her, she seems really happy for once."

Snow Fitch said, "Her mother is no longer your lady. I heard, you guys are going to have a new mistress soon."

Aunt Harper’s smile froze, and with a sigh, "Ultimately, it’s not our place to discuss the masters’ affairs, but the upcoming marriage of the gentleman with Second Miss Garcia..."

She shook her head, her expression complicated, clearly not very optimistic.

However, before she could finish, they suddenly heard a voice from outside the room.

"President Hart."

President Hart? Snow Fitch felt terrified!

Wasn’t Christopher Hart supposed to be at the company? Why suddenly come to the hospital?