Chapter 898

Nana was frustrated by John’s indifference towards her, but she bore with it since it wasn’t Cordy.

In the very least, John chose her and not Cordy-that alone was enough for her to celebrate for a long while.

Outside the ward, John stood before Dicky, studying his much taller frame and asking, ‘Were you looking for me?”

“Yeah.”

“Is something the matter?”

“I don’t want to stay here. Can we go to your room?” Dicky asked bluntly, his contempt towards Nana not disguised at all.

“Okay,” John replied, and led Dicky to his ward.

Once inside, he asked, ‘Want a drink? Or some fruits?”

“No,” Dicky replied.

John didn’t force the issue.

Then, Dicky asked directly, “I heard you’re marrying Nana. Is that true?”

“Yeah.”

“Don’t you love Mommy?” Dicky was a little agitated-hearing it directly from his daddy hurt even more.

“Sometimes, adults can’t make all their choices.”

“What are you talking about? Was that because you were dating Nana first? The truth is that you’ve been with Mommy for a long time, and you’re just amnesiac!” Dicky quickly explained. ’You’re really my daddy, and I have our parental test results. I’ll get it for you if you don’t believe me, or we can go to a DNA test center-“

“No, you don’t have to.”

“You don’t believe me?” Dicky asked, depressed.

“I believe you.”

Dicky’s eyes widened, and saw John nodding in affirmation.

His expression, even the look in his eyes…was just what it used to be, when Daddy was Daddy!

“You remember now, Daddy?” Dicky exclaimed in surprise.

John didn’t respond directly, but he didn’t deny it either.

Dicky knew all too well that it was confirmation, since he grew up in John’s care and understood the latter’s personality all too well.

“Daddy…’ Tears welled in Dicky’s eyes as he said that.

John pursed his lips to repress his surging emotions, just as Dicky brought the conversation back to the subject at hand. “Why would you marry Nana if you remember? Don’t you love Mommy anymore?

She’s been waiting for you all these years!’

“Like I said, adults can’t make all their choices.”

Dicky glared at John. “You never compromise yourself like this, Daddy.”

“No, but I no longer take risks lightly because I’ve suffered a lot.’

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Dicky had the feeling that he meant something else.

“Anyway, just take good care of Mommy while I’m not around.’

“Then, when are you coming back to us?”

“I can’t give you an answer, Dicky.”

“Mommy’s really sad.”

“I know.”

“Daddy…”

“Dicky,” John said, his voice turning quiet.

Dicky had no doubts about that-he knew his father remembered everything now, and with no uncertainty.

“Don’t tell your mommy you came here, and don’t tell her what I told you,’ John said to Dicky.

Dicky bit his little lip.

He couldn’t argue against Daddy—the blood connection between them was one that bound and compelled him.

“Go back, and stay with your mommy,’ John continued.

“Daddy, you’re coming back to us eventually, right? Back to our side?” Dicky asked gingerly-he would listen to everything as long as John returned to them.

“Yeah.” John nodded.

At that, Dicky beamed.

His daddy always came good on his promises, and he would never doubt the man.

With that, Dicky left happily, while John looked on in silence.

He just hoped that everything could go smoothly.

He would never allow the mistakes of the past to happen again!