Yes, I know her,â Sybilâs brother said. How could they not know each other? Her every frown and smile was etched on his mind. When she smiled, he was happy. When she frowned, his heart tightened. No matter her appearance, he still felt that she was the cutest in the world. Unfortunately⦠âAre youâ¦
familiar with each other?â Annalise Barton could not help but ask again. If they were close, he might really know who her biological father was.
âYes⦠Weâre close.â The thought of her made his heart ache. They were so close that he didnât even have the will to live. For the past 20 years, he had lived a life worse than death. If not for the fact that he still had a trace of faith in finding his son, he would not have wanted to live long ago. Just thinking about it made him experience a sharp pang of sorrow. He would rather have died without a bone marrow transplant back then than suffer for the next 20 years. âThen⦠Can I take your pulse?â
Annalise asked. She wanted to ask, âDo you know who my father is?â
However, when she saw his pained expression, she felt that her question would be too abrupt. She thought that one could not always think about oneâs matters. She had to consider that she had come here to treat someone. As for asking about her biological fatherâs whereabouts, she would do so when they were familiar with each other. Lee Xander wanted to refuse her. How could he let his love rivalâs daughter treat him? However, she was still Heather Bartonâs daughter! Even though she was so determined when she left, he still loved her to the core. Therefore, he loved anything related to Heather, even if Annalise was his love rivalâs daughter.
âOkay!â he said. Sybil Xander was both heartbroken and happy to see him like this. Annalise immediately sat at the edge of the bed to take Leeâs pulse. Lee wanted to stare at Annalise, but he was worried that he might scare her. He forced himself to look away, his gaze averted. Pretending to be nonchalant, he asked, âIs your mother all right?â âBrother!â Sybil panicked. Lee was stunned for a moment before he thought of something and felt a sharp pain in his heart. His eyes were fixed on Annalise. He wanted to hear Annaliseâs negative answer.
However, he heard Annalise say dismally, âMy mother is no longer around.â Buzz- Lee felt as if his entire world had collapsed. âHow did she pass away?â He felt an indescribable rage. If he had known that she would not be around, he would have tied her to his side even if he had resorted to force. âMy mother died in a car accident.â Annaliseâs heart tightened at the mention of her mother. She tried to remain calm. At the thought of her mother, she would feel a strong sense of love. Even if she could not remember what happened when she was young. But she knew that her mother loved her. If it werenât for her mother, she probably wouldnât have lived until now.
âWhen did this happen?â Lee asked again. â17 years ago,â Annalise replied. Leeâs hand was tightly clenched into a fist. He gritted his teeth. Veins popped up on his forehead. âBrother, calm down.â Sybil noticed Leeâs abnormality. Annalise noticed it, too. Then she took his pulse. Her motherâs death had a tremendous impact on him. He was so affected by it that his heart and pulse were in chaos. She quickly stood up and took out the silver needles. Then she started her treatment.
Lee suddenly let out a loud cry. His voice was hoarse; the pain was difficult to suppress. Annaliseâs hand paused. Tears welled up in her eyes, eventually streaming down her cheeks. Ifâ¦this person was her father, she would forgive him for everything. Because he loved her mother deeply. The feelings he had for her were sincere and intense. Calm down, Brother.â Sybil couldnât take it anymore. Her heart was in pain, and she couldnât hold back her tears. Julianâs heart ached at the sight of Annalise crying.
He reached out and wrapped his arms around her shoulders, gently rubbing them to make her relax.
âHeather Barton, I regret it⦠I regret it!â He regretted letting you go. He regretted fulfilling her âhappiness.â Suddenly, Leeâs body twitched and he lost consciousness. âBrother!â Sybil was consumed by anxiety. Annaliseâs eyes were blurred with tears, but there was no hesitation felt in her actions. She sniffed hard and wiped her tears with her sleeve. Then she held Leeâs hand and rolled up his sleeve.
She quickly pricked the needles and lifted his clothes afterward. Soon, more than 20 needles were inserted. A few minutes later, Lee slowly woke up. He looked at Annalise with reddened eyes. Seeing that Annalise was also crying, he coaxed, âChild, donât cry.â
Annalise was hit with a wave of emotions hearing him call her âchild.â She was weak to such things.
She choked and asked, âAre you, my father?â If he was, she wanted to call him Daddy immediately.
She wanted to be a child with a father. Lee looked at Annalise in pain. How he wished he was her father! But he wasnât. Annalise Barton. Annalise. Did Heather name her daughter Annalise because of that man that she loved? Did she love him a lot? His heart skipped a beat when he saw Annaliseâs hopeful gaze. âSo, she never met her father?â he thought.
His voice trembled slightly as he said, âYes, Iâm your father. Iâm sorry for not taking good care of you and growing up with you.â Since she did not have a father, he would protect her on behalf of Heather in the future. Annalise choked and shook her head vigorously. âDonât say that. I donât blame you. I donât blame youâ¦â He had been bedridden for 20 years. How was he going to take care of her? ââ¦Daddy.â
She had never called him that before. It was awkward, but after she called him that, she was overcome with emotions and tears streamed down her face. âAlright, child.â Lee was so excited that his voice trembled, tears welling up in his eyes. It was fate, wasnât it? It was all predestined.
He and Heather could not be together forever. Her daughter had grown up alone and without a father.
Now, she had come to him. She called him Daddy, and in this life, he would protect her at all costs. But he only had half of his life left. He had to stay alive, protect her, and look for his son. âStay still. I havenât removed the needles.â Annaliseâs voice sounded nasal. Julian stood in front of her and pulled her head into his arms. Annalise was quick to acknowledge Lee as her father, but he could tell from Leeâs expression that he was clearly not Annaliseâs father. But it didnât matter. It was fine as long as he treated Annalise well.
âOkay.â Lee smiled at Annalise. His face was pale and sickly, but his smile was charming. Annalise also smiled. âIn the future, you should try to go out in the sun and receive the appropriate treatment.â Just now, she had acknowledged him as her father in a moment of desperation, but she realized afterward that he was not her father. He was just an old friend of her mother. If he were her father, he wouldnât be so passive. If he were her father, he would know immediately that she was his daughter. She did not know what happened between him and her mother, but she wanted to treat his illness just like his real daughter would.