Return, My Love: Wooing the Neglected Ex-Wife

Chapter 898:

Ryland had always known one crystal-clear truth amidst his many uncertainties.

From his earliest memories, Wade had shown an unwavering readiness to sacrifice everything for him, including his own life. Kebrea was chaotic, so Wade had sent him to safe countries, providing him with endless money and countless villas to live in.

Although he had to always run and hide, Ryland never experienced a day of hardship.

Wade had many women, and Ryland once thought he was just one of his children.

However, he eventually discovered he was actually Wade’s only child. This realization alone revealed the depth of Wade’s fatherly love.

“Dad, there’s something I need to discuss with you,” Ryland said.

Wade’s smile widened, accentuating the lines etched into his face, as he gave Ryland a reassuring pat on the shoulder. “First, let’s eat. I prepared it myself today.”

By their home, a small lake lay, over which a gazebo stood. They settled there, around a compact square table.

The butler offered Wade a bottle of wine while Ryland reached for his glass to join. Wade, however, scolded him, “Are you old enough for this?”

He placed a box of orange juice before Ryland.

Reluctantly, Ryland set aside his hopes for wine. “Dad, aren’t you mad at me?”

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“Why would I be mad?” Wade responded as he sampled the food. “I was once as young as you are. Curiosity is only natural.”noveldrama

Ryland set his fork down, unable to eat despite Wade’s efforts in the kitchen.

“I saw a family of four. They seemed to be searching for someone, though I’m not sure who.”

While chewing, Wade glanced up at Ryland. “And what are your thoughts on that?”

Ryland paused, uncertain.

“You can speak freely,” Wade reassured him. “You’re an adult. It’s normal to have your own opinions.”

Encouraged, Ryland said, “I believe I might be the person they are searching for.”

Wade remained silent, taking a thoughtful swig of his wine.

“Dad, could this be connected to my mother?”

Eager for the truth, Ryland pressed the question he had asked Wade many times over the years. He wanted to know who his mother was, why she wasn’t around, and why her existence was such a mystery to everyone.

Observing Wade’s reactions carefully, Ryland searched for any clue in his expressions.

With a sigh, Wade slightly tilted his head and set down his glass, his voice carrying a hint of sadness. “Now that you’re older, it’s time some secrets are no longer kept from you.”

Feeling closer than ever to uncovering his past, Ryland’s mix of excitement and apprehension grew.

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