LonelyDreamSeeker

The three-year marriage had been torturing her like shackles. Finally, she decided to break free from this cage, only to find that she was pregnant with triplets. When she was leaving, she had no choice but to leave her daughter, who was in critical condition due to premature birth, to her ex-husband, and then she flew far away with her two sons.
Several years later, she returned to the country and wanted to secretly visit her daughter, but was discovered by her ex-husband!
"Who are these two little boys?"
"How do I know? Maybe they are your offspring."
The man gnashed his teeth and was about to snatch the sons away. She stopped him at once and said angrily, "Have you forgotten how you treated me before? How dare you take my sons by force?"
He sneered and picked her up in his arms, saying, "Babe, my target is not them, but you!" 

Scum Daddy Dreams Of Stealing My Mommy!

She murmured softly to soothe him, regretting that she shouldn't have argued with him earlier.


He's just a patient. Why was she so petty?


Before Aunt Harper could bring the medication, the man in her arms, tense all over, gradually calmed down, his gasping breaths slowing bit by bit.


Amelia lowered her head to look at him and asked quietly, "How are you feeling? Any better?"


Christopher lifted his gaze to her, his expression extremely complex—startled yet unfamiliar.


Suddenly, Amelia understood something. Her face showed surprise, and she stammered, "Did… Did you remember things from before?"


He didn't speak. His Adam's apple bobbed, and after a moment, when his emotions steadied a bit more, he asked, "If I do remember, will you leave?"


Did he think her change of heart was only due to pity and sympathy for him?


That once he recovered, she would turn and leave?


Her heart suddenly ached—sour and bitter, making her tremble slightly.


Chapter 338: Christopher Hart's Panic