The Lycan King's Fate Calling (Shawn Gibson and Sylvia)

Chapter 993 Remove The Bandage

Arron's POV:

I looked at the man in front me. Mommy said he wasn't our father, but Beryl said he was. Beryl called him "Daddy", so what was I supposed to call him? I thought of "Daddy-Long-Legs", because he was very tall. I always had to raise my head to look at him properly.

When I asked him if he was my father, he looked very surprised. His reaction made me very sad. It was impossible for him to be Beryl's Daddy but not mine, because Beryl was my twin. Mommy was our Mommy, so her Daddy had to be my Daddy, too. Original content from NôvelDrama.Org.

"What made you ask that?" he asked slowly.

I looked at him and my heart felt a bit hopeful. "Beryl is my sister. If you're her Daddy, then you're my Daddy also, right?"

The man suddenly laughed. "I saved Beryl, but I'm not her Daddy. The last person she saw before she fell into a coma was me, so she thinks I'm her father. Her memory is a bit muddled. In order not to make her sad, we didn't correct her. We had to help her recover her memory first."

Mommy said the same thing, but I didn't want to believe her. Now that I heard it from Beryl's Daddy, I felt sad again.

He was the one who saved me from those mean she-wolves. I thought he was very cool and really hoped that he was my father. Plus, I felt like I had seen him before, and I felt comfy when I was in his arms.

I didn't say anything more about it. He asked me many questions, and Mommy taught me to be polite to my elders, so I answered all of them.

He took me to a room, and there was a doctor inside waiting for us. He was an old man with grey hair and a white coat, and that was how I knew he was a doctor. He smiled when he saw me and gave me a mint lollipop made of herbs.

I put it in my pocket and didn't eat it. I wanted to give it to Beryl later. She liked mint candy the most.

"Arron, let the doctor check your bruises." The man with the long legs took off my dirty coat and put his jacket on me.

I rolled up my sleeves and saw many boo-boo's on my arm.

When the tall man saw my arms, he looked very angry.

"It doesn't hurt anymore," I whispered to him, trying to calm him down.

He didn't say anything. He just patted my head and said, "It's okay if it hurts. You can tell us."

I pouted. Well, I still felt a little bad. I missed Mommy. I just wanted to see her right now. "I want my Mommy."

"Don't worry. I've already sent someone to look for your mommy. She'll be here soon," the long legged man said in a nice voice.

The doctor also said, "Your mommy will be here after I check your bruises."

Hearing this, I felt much better. I obediently pulled up my pants so that the doctor could see the wounds on my legs.

"By the way, his face has been covered in bandages for a long time now. Can you check what kind of injury it is, doctor?" The tall man suddenly asked the doctor to take off my bandages.

No! I quickly held my head and shouted, "No, not now! You can check it when Mommy comes!" "Don't be afraid, Arron. He'll just take a look at the wound. This doctor specializes in brain damage. Your mommy will be relieved if he checks your head wound."

The tall man ignored me when I told him no. I couldn't break my promise to Mommy. Besides, I wasn't really hurt. I didn't want them to think I was a little liar!