Chapter 182 Paternity Test
Cecily found it ironic that Ophelia blamed Elysia for everything, and this whole family blamed Ophelia. In the end, they all had their reasons, and none of them were guilty. Cecily walked away from them, saying, "Go back and don't bother me."
"Cecily... Cecily... wait," Liora urgently grabbed Cecily's hand. "Don't leave. What if the old lady begs you? Can you forgive Elysia?"
Cecily turned around and saw the old lady in the wheelchair, looking at her with a pained expression. Cecily pursed her lips and said, "Grandmother."
Liora immediately pushed the old lady forward, and she grabbed Cecily's hand, her lips trembling. "Cecily, please forgive Elysia this time. Can you do it for your grandmother?"
"Grandmother, my child almost died. How can you expect me to forgive her?" Cecily looked coldly at the old lady in the wheelchair, her voice indifferent.
"I know Elysia went too far this time, but she is still your sister. Please forgive her this time. In the future, I will make sure they both discipline Elysia properly. She won't cause any more trouble, okay, Cecily?"
With a pleading voice, Cecily closed her eyes deeply. "I'm sorry, Grandmother, but I cannot forgive her."
The old lady held Cecily's hand, her wrinkled hand conveying some warmth. "Cecily, Elysia..."
Cecily didn't want to listen anymore. She pulled her hand back and took two steps back. "Grandmother, you don't have to say anything more. I won't forgive her, and I won't let her go. Please go back."
After saying that, Cecily took two more steps back and, without any further words, turned and left.
Raphael and Liora's faces immediately changed upon seeing this. Raphael stepped forward three steps in a hurry and grabbed Cecily's arm.
"We've begged and pleaded with you. What more do you want?"
Liora added, "Exactly. We're family. You insist on treating Elysia so cruelly. I think the most malicious person here is you, Cecily. If you don't let Elysia go, we won't leave today."
Cecily was yanked forcefully, causing pain in her injured back and making her tighten her facial expression.
Cecily's eyes showed even more coldness as she looked at the disgusting expressions on these two people's faces. Raphael angrily said, "I raised you, and I didn't expect you to harm your own sibling."
Cecily forcefully pulled away from Raphael's grasp. "You raised me like this? Raphael, everything you have belonged to my mother, and in the end, you even took over everything my mother gave me. Do you dare to say that you raised me like this?"
"I treated Elysia cruelly? How many times has Elysia caused harm to me, don't you know? When she harmed me, why didn't you speak up? Are you blind or deaf? Now you have the audacity to ask me to spare her? Have you no shame?"
"You! Bastard! You bastard!" Raphael's face turned purple with anger, and he raised his hand to strike Cecily in the face.
Cecily defiantly stared back at Raphael.
However, before Raphael's hand could come down, it was firmly held back by a large hand.
Raphael turned his head to meet Darian's cold, unfathomable eyes...
His body trembled.
"Mr. Fitzgerald... it hurts, it hurts, it hurts..."
Bit by bit, Raphael's hand was twisted, and his complexion turned pale.
"Mr. Fitzgerald, Mr. Fitzgerald..."
"What were you just about to do?"
With his eyes lowered, Darian looked down at Raphael, whose face contorted in pain.
"S-Slap... slap..."
"Slap who?"
"S-slap me..."
Darian raised an eyebrow nonchalantly.
Raphael's hand was released, and he clutched it, grimacing, as he watched Darian.
"Then go ahead."
What did Darian mean by that?
Darian walked over to Cecily, reached out, and took hold of her waist. Cecily's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she was led forward by Darian's embrace.
Darian left behind these words, "Get slapped twenty times before you come back, or consider it the price your family pays for your recklessness."
"Huh?" Raphael's heart skipped a beat upon hearing Darian's words, and he watched as Darian led Cecily into the hospital room.
Listening to Darian's words, Raphael felt his heart pounding.
Larkin coldly reminded him, "Raphael, you can start now. I will count for you."
Raphael looked at Larkin, feeling helpless. He could only raise his hand and slap himself, one slap after another.
Darian closed the door, turned to look at Cecily, whose complexion was not good, and asked coldly, "Where is the strength you used to hit me? Did you just let them bully you?"
Cecily pulled her hand back from his grip and said, "Thank you, but they are insignificant."
"So, you slapped me because I'm important to you?"
Cecily chuckled lightly. "You are quite good at arguing with others."
...
Ophelia's suicide by jumping off a building was recorded in videos and posted online, and Owen from Fitzgerald's Family naturally learned about everything.
Owen looked at the phone handed to him by the butler, Sawyer and shook his head helplessly. "This Flores girl is in a hurry."
Sawyer nodded. "Perhaps it's because Miss Ophelia loves Mr. Fitzgerald too much."
Owen waved his hand, stood up, and walked to the French window. He looked at the gradually darkening sky outside, squinting his deep eyes and pondering for a long time. He said, "Sawyer, go and have the news of their breakup taken down."
"Taken down?" Sawyer hesitated for a moment. "Sir, I'm afraid Mr. Fitzgerald won't allow it."
Owen turned around and snorted angrily.
"I know he won't allow it, but I have the final say in this family. If he's not happy, let him come to me and announce tomorrow that their engagement date has been moved up. As soon as Ophelia's injury is healed, they will immediately get engaged."
Sawyer looked at the furious Owen, not knowing what else to say. He could only say, "I'll have someone take care of it right away."
"All right."
A servant gently knocked on the door, "Sir, dinner is ready."
"Has Darian come back?"
"Mr. Fitzgerald hasn't come back yet. Ms. Thompson said not to worry about him. Mr. Fitzgerald usually doesn't eat at home."
Owen frowned. "He doesn't eat at home. Where does he eat then?"
The servant hesitated for a moment. "Lately, Mr. Fitzgerald has been at the hospital accompanying Rowan."
"He cares so much about other people's sons. I think he's really bewitched by that woman."
As Owen became angrier while speaking, the servant dared not say a word.
After dinner, Sandra planned to go to the hospital to see Rowan.
Owen glanced at Sandra and asked, "Where are you going?"
"Dad, I'm going to the hospital to see Rowan."
Owen frowned in displeasure, "Why are all of you running to that boy's ward? They are not descendants of Fitzgerald's Family, so is it worth your concern?"
Sandra hesitated for a moment.
She didn't know why she suddenly cared so much about that child.
Perhaps she felt that the child was too pitiful.
"Dad, it's not just me, but Ophelia has really gone too far this time. That child is indeed pitiful. After all, he was raised in Fitzgerald's family for five years and has called Darian, his father for five years. We can't be too heartless, don't you think so?"
Owen smiled dismissively, not concerned at all.
He wasn't very kind-hearted when it came to other people's children.
Besides, that child's mother was Cecily, and his maternal grandmother was that woman...
He couldn't bring himself to feel sorry for them even more.
"After all, he's not Darian's child. You don't have to be too concerned."
Sandra lowered her head slightly, "I understand, Father."
"Go then."
Owen picked up a cup of tea and took a sip, "Sawyer."
"Sir."
Owen squinted his eyes, "Find a time to send those two children and Cecily abroad. Their existence has already had too much of an impact on Darian."
Fitzgerald's Family needed a perfect heir, and Owen would never allow them to become distractions for Darian.
"Yes, I will arrange it as soon as possible."
At this moment, a bodyguard came in with a document.
"Hold on."
"Sir." The bodyguard immediately stopped.
"What is this in your hand?"
"It's a paternity test done by Mr. Fitzgerald and Mr. Fitzgerald junior. We just got it back from the testing center."
"A paternity test?" Owen furrowed his brow.
He remembered someone saying that the child looked like Darian when he was first brought to Fitzgerald's Family, and they had already done a test back then. Then it was done again later, and now another one?
Owen grew angrier, "Look, look. He believes whatever that woman says. They have already done several paternity tests. What's the point of doing another one? Isn't it embarrassing enough? These three people must be sent away."
Owen became angry, and no one dared to speak. They all lowered their heads even further.
Owen sighed heavily and waved his hand, "Fine, put it in the study."
"Yes."
Owen picked up the coffee in front of him and drank it all in one gulp. After pausing for two seconds, he turned his head.
"Wait."
He called out to the bodyguard.
"Bring it over, and let me see."
The bodyguard hesitated for a moment.
Owen glared at him, "Can't I see it?"
The bodyguard naturally did not dare to disobey Owen's command, so he handed the paternity test to Owen.
Owen took it in his hand and flipped through it. There was no expectation in his eyes as he casually flipped to the last page.
"I don't believe that doing it several times will turn a non-biological son into a biological one..."
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