Chapter 1786
After washing her up, Wilson took her out of the bathroom.
Tina had already ced the dishes on the table one by one. The nutritious takeout came from the
popr high- end restaurant in the city. At this time, all of them could smell the aroma wafting
through the house.
They opened the package, cut the cake into small pieces, and sat down to have a meal as usual.
Tina held her chopsticks tight and looked at I uneasily, afraid that she would be too depressed to
have a good meal.
Fortunately, what she felt worried about did not happen.
Perhaps it took her too much energy to cry. I ate a small bowl of rice and two pieces of cake in a
row. Then there followed a loud burp. It seemed that her appetite was not affected.
It was just that she was not as lively as before while eating.
She sat there and ate, hanging her head down.
Like Tina, Wilson paid all his attention to I. He put down his chopsticks and asked with a sigh,
"Are you starting to hate me?"
I pursed her lips.
After all, she was just a little child, innocent and naive. Being tricked by him, she muttered in a low
voice, "I didn''t say that I hated you..."
I didn''t hate him at all. She just felt heartbroken whenever she thought that her bossy president
fell in love with someone else.
Thinking of this, she wanted to cry again.
I raised her eyes and said in a sad tone, "But you''re a jerk now!"
Wilson was taken aback.
Tina, standing aside, tried hard to suppress her smile.
Although she was worried about her daughter now, she felt it quite amused.
Anyway, he was still used of being a jerk...
Wilson coughed embarrassedly. "I, but I''m not a jerk at all!"
I looked extremely aggrieved, her eyes bloodshot. "Yes, you are! You don''t want me anymore!
Woo..."
"I didn''t abandon you!" Wilson put down his chopsticks and looked at her seriously. "I, I promised
you that I would stay with you. Have you forgotten that? I won''t break my promise! Besides, I have
something very important to tell you!"
Hearing this, Tina was stunned.
She might have guessed what Wilson was going to say next, so she couldn''t help clenching her
hands nervously.
Wilson paused for a while, seemingly to gather up some courage, and said solemnly, "I, well... I
am your father!"
Hearing this, I remained very calm. She cast a casual nce at him and said in a sweet, childish
voice, "I knew it! Now that you are in love with my mom, you want to be my step-father!"
In her judgment, Wilson said so totally because he was with her mom now.
Wilson corrected her. "Not step- father. I''m your biological father!"
I tilted her head to the left and looked at him with blinking eyes. "Hey, bossy president, did you lie
to me because you saw me as an ignorant child? That''s an unrealistic plot on TV!"
Wilson was at a loss for words.
Seeing this, Tina quickly added, "Babe, he didn''t lie to you. He is your father!"
I turned to look at Wilson.
She was very distressed and asked with a confused expression, "But didn''t you say that my dad
went to work somewhere far away?"
This was what Tina had told her since she was born.
I, always being very obedient and sensible, never asked more about it. But in fact, she had
always believed that her father had passed away a long time ago.
Wilson felt bitter in his heart. Thinking of his four-year absence in her life as her father, he felt very
guilty.
He touched her head and said slowly, "I can''t exin it clearly to you for the time being, but there is
one thing you should believe: I am really your father. I didn''t lie to you about that!"
I hesitated for a while and asked, "Do you have any evidence?"
Aunt Malee had told her that to prove something was true in a society ruled byw, evidence was a
must!
I put a particrly serious look on her little face, trying to tell them that she would not be easily
fooled.
Wilson said, slightly raising the corner of his mouth. "Yes, we are father and daughter rted by
blood! It means that we share some DNA in our bodies. The DNA paternity testing can determine
whether I''m your biological father. You know what, the test result showed that the probability of
paternity is as high as 99%!"
I blinked her eyes and listened carefully, trying hard to digest what he said.
After a while, she lowered her little face, seemingly to have been lost in thought.
As night fell outside, the lights of the hospital lit up one by one.
While I went to the bathroom, Tina pulled Wilson outside of the ward.
She said, "I didn''t expect you to tell her the truth!"
Wilson paused before saying, "Although the reality doesn''t sound that good to her, it''s no longer
suitable for us to keep it a secret. Besides, I''ve always wanted to hear her call me dad!"
He then let out a low sigh.
Tina knew he was suffering in his heart at this time.
She held his big hand andforted him in a soft voice. "Actually, she instinctively feels very
dependent on you. She loves you because you seem to be a great father in her eyes! After all, she
is just a little girl. I believe that she can ept you as long as she gets used to it for a while!"
Under the light in the corridor, Wilson could see his figure in Tina''s clear eyes.
She looked deeply into his eyes with a twinkle in her eye, which suddenly set his heart at ease.N?velDrama.Org owns this text.
He nodded with a smile. "Okay!"
He had never apanied I as her father in the past four years, which was also a great pity for
him.
The moment he learned about it, Wilson was anxious topensate her for his absence of four
years, wishing that he could make it up to her all at once.
As long as he thought that he could hear I call him dad, he was full of excitement.
The ward door was pushed open from the inside, and a small head poked through the doorway.
I, her big watery eyes twinkled as she looked up at them. Then she said, pretending to be
mature, "Mom, bossy president, you two go back first. Leave me alone!"
On the next sunny morning, Malee pushed open the door of a senior ward in the pediatric
department.
She had just got off the nest night. When she learned that I would be discharged from the
hospital today, she put aside other things and hurried here.
During the treatment, her attending doctor had always been cautious. Later on, he even changed a
better postoperative n for her. In the future, apart from the treatment, I was just required to
come back for a check at set intervals. I didn''t have to stay in the hospital every day.
When Malee went in, only I was there.
It was not until the afternoon that all the formalities would bepleted. The little girl was still
wearing a hospital gown, her two chubby hands cupping her head. She seemed rather mncholy.
After uttering a sigh, Iy back on the bed.
Seeing this, Malee walked over worriedly. "What''s wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
I nodded twice.
She covered her chest with her chubby little hands and said sadly, "I''m heartbroken!"
"Huh?" Malee was stunned.
I''s little face fell. "Oh, Malee, I lost my love!"
Malee was rather surprised.