Chapter 133 I Thought Youâre Chrisâ Biological Mother
Peyton was in a great mood and repeatedly thanked Bruce, âThank you, Bruce. You helped me a lot.ââ
Now as long as they found Caitlynâs child and did a paternity test with Kason, they could prove that
Kason wasnât a jerk.
âPeyton, donât worry. I will continue to search for that manâs whereabouts. However, it seems that he
had already prepared himself to be pursued and did a great job in covering his tracks. Therefore, I
cannot find him for the time being and it will take some more time.â
âKnock, knock, knock.â
Oliviaâs voice came from outside, âMrs. Dalton, have you finished taking a shower?â
Peyton hung up the phone in a hurry and then put away her cellphone before opening the door. âHmm.â
âMrs. Dalton must be hungry. I had already prepared the meal. Please come down and have dinner
after changing your clothes.â
Olivia was as enthusiastic as ever. Peytonâs stomach was hurting again, so she obediently went
downstairs.
âMum, Mum!â
She had just gotten off when she heard Chrisâs voice in her ear. Chris, who was playing with toys, ran
towards her with his little butt
twisting.
All of Peytonâs unhappiness disappeared in that moment. She hugged
Chris tightly and said, âSweetie.â
Chris smiled at her with drool, which was very cute. Peyton thought of Nolanâs words. Fortunately, she
wasnât so impulsive at the time.
Peyton tidied up the little oneâs small padlock and carried him to the table.
During that week on the island, she had already gotten used to taking care of the children.
Olivia laughed and said, âLook how happy Chris is. People may think youâre his mother.â
Olivia, who was used to being careless, quickly covered her mouth after speaking and said, âMrs.
Dalton. Iâm sorry, I didnât mean to.â
âNothing.â
Peyton and Chris had a great time eating. After finishing, Peyton suddenly realized something.
If Nolan had been called away by Helena before, how could she have eaten anything? She would have
surely waited with tears in her eyes, watching him leave.
Until it got dark. Until she had a stomachache.
It seemed that she had slowly let go of her love for Nolan.
But she didnât stay happy for long, as Lucian stood at the door and hesitantly said, âMrs. Dalton, Iâm
here to pick up young Mr. Dalton.â
Peytonâs smile froze on her face as she gently released her grip on Chrisâs hand.
Yes, Nolan was not hers and the child was not hers either.
Lucian walked up to her and whispered, âMrs. Dalton, Iâm sorry.â
After speaking, Lucian took the child away. Chrisâs crying could be heard, and Peyton wanted to reach
out and grab his hand.
But she thought about her identity. Who was she to the child? Why did she have the right to keep him?
In the end, Peyton could only let his hands hang weakly at his sides and watch as Chris, who was
crying uncontrollably, left.
Olivia washed the dishes and left the villa. Peyton was left alone in the big house.
There was a guard at the entrance of the villa, which seemed to give her great freedom, but actually
imprisoned her here.
Peyton stood in front of the large French window, looking at her clear reflection inside. She forced a
grimace. Whether it was in the past or present, she had always been alone.
But this time, she didnât have anyone to wait for anymore.
Returning to the room, she hugged her knees and watched as the night enveloped the entire world,
with a full moon hanging in the sky.
Peyton thought of the people on the island. At that time, Eric and Rene should have already fallen
asleep.
It seemed that she should have a good talk with Nolan.
In the early morning, the door of the bedroom was pushed open.