Chapter 1782


    ric was pacing back and forth, a storm brewing within him. He had been clinging to the hope that Georgia was ying tricks, that the child couldn''t possibly be his. But reality had just pped him hard in the face!


    Hertha had already stopped forgiving him. Finding out about his son would be the final nail in the coffin for their rtionship!


    As ric stewed in his frustration, his abandoned phone on the sofa started ringing again. ncing over, the sight of Georgia''s name shing on the screen ignited a fiery rage within him. With gritted teeth and a swift bend, he powerfully shut the phone off.


    The ringing ceased, and a haunting silence took over. But ric''s turmoil was far from quieted.


    After sulking around the house for a bit, as the evening sky darkened, there came a noise at the door. Lifting his head slightly, ric saw the door swing open and a figure step in.


    It was Ethan Crawley, tall and dashingly handsome, with a smirk dancing on his lips. He nonchntly flicked on the light switch, "ric, what are you up to? It''s dark as heck in here, why no lights?"


    As light flooded the room, ric squinted, shielding his eyes from the sudden brightness. In a defeated tone, he asked, "Ethan Crawley, what brings you here?"Exclusive content ? by N?(v)el/Dr/ama.Org.


    "It was us who asked him to bring us!" That''s when Remington and Beatrice stepped forward from behind Ethan, their expressions stern as they addressed ric.


    The sight of Remington and Beatrice startled ric out of his gloom, "Grandpa, Grandma, what are you doing here?"


    With Beatrice''s support, Remington quickly approached ric, his face stern with annoyance, "We''re here to see our great-grandchildren! Where are Hertha and your kids?"


    Earlier, when ric had informed Remington about the twins he had with Hertha, Remington had been over the moon with joy. He wouldn''t be able to sleep tonight if he didn''t get to see his great-grandchildren.


    Hearing Remington''s words, ric paused, ncing bewilderedly at Ethan, who simply shrugged as if to say he was just the messenger. Standing up, ric started to panic, "No, Grandpa, I just told you about them, I didn''t mean for you toe looking."


    Now what? He had promised Hertha that he wouldn''t fight her for the children. If his grandparents knew where the kids were, they''d surely rush to bring them into the Falconer family fold. Just imagining Hertha''s despair at that prospect was enough to envisage a scene of utter chaos.


    "Nonsense, if you won''t let us see the kids, how are we supposed to support you in marrying Hertha?" Beatrice chided ric with a sharp nce.


    ric was at a loss for words, turning to Ethan in a plea for help. But Ethan deliberately looked away, pretending not to catch his desperate gaze. This was a situation even he couldn''t smooth over.


    ric, feeling utterly helpless, ran his


    fingers through his hair, unsure of what to do next. Initially, he had sought his grandparents'' help in hopes of winning Hertha back. But now, things had spiraled out control, and even with his


    no


    grandparents'' help, it seemed an insurmountable task.