Chapter 592 Jared piped up, âYeah, I bumped into him once in Manhattan, the kidâs got some hibernation syndrome thing.â Brayden seemed intrigued, âManhattan? Whyâs he here then? And whatâs this hibernation syndrome?â
Jared shrugged, âNo idea, mate. I was trying to find his parents.â
Jared had already picked up the kid, turning to Brayden, he asked, âWhere is Kerri working, which hospital?â Brayden was a bit stumped, âPrestige Medical Center.â
Jared responded, âIâll drop the kid off there on my way to look for his parents.â
Brayden replied, âIâll come with you.â
Jared said, âYouâve had one too many today, better not. You two might kick up a fuss in the hospital..â
Brayden indeed had a few too many, feeling a bit woozy.
Settling into the couch, he responded, âIf you see Kerri, tell her Iâm getting custody of my son. Tell her to find a good lawyer and wait for me.â Without a word, Jared left with the boy.
Brayden remained on the couch, disappointment welling up insideâhim.
Kerrf had been hiding their son everywhere.
In reality, it had been a while since he saw his son.
Had he not gotten a notice of Kerri planning to move again, he wouldnât have taken the action of taking the kid away.
He just wished she would stop hiding.
Even if Kerriâ was not by his side, even she was somewhere far, as long as he knew where.
Brayden was drowning his sorrows with glass after glass of wine.
The door to the room opened again after a while.
Brayden thought Jared had returned.
But to his surprise, it was Kerri at the door.
For a moment, Brayden thought he was hallucinating.
He sat frozen on the couch.
He stared at the figure in the doorway, afraid that she would vanish if he moved.
But Kerri stormed over, coming right up to Brayden and demanded, âBrayden, whereâs the kid? Where did you take him?â
Kerri was able to find this place because Nocturneâs watch had a precise GPS.
So she and Agnes managed to track him down.
But to keep Brayden in the dark, Kerri came alone.
Brayden was still a bit stunned at the sight of Kerri.
Kerri started looking around.
Agnesâ car was parked outside.
According to her phoneâs GPS, Nocturne should be at this bar.
A quick askâaround led Kerri to Braydenâs room.
But what Kerri didnât expect was that there was no one else but Brayden in the room.
Kerri was frantic, her worry evident, âBrayden, how could you do something so despicable, hand over the kid now! Heâs my patient, not your son! His family is going crazy looking for him.â
Brayden was lost, staring at the woman in front of him.
In all these years, every time Kerri saw him, she avoided him like a dangerous animal.
Kerri had never said so much to him in one moment.
Especially when she was angry, she had a certain liveliness about her.
Finally, Brayden said, âYou want to find that boy? Fine, trade him for our son.â
Kerri almost thought she heard wrong.
How could he be so shameless?
âBrayden, heâs my son, you have nothing to do with him.â