His Secret Child, Her Revenge: Remarrying Up novel Chapter 191

Chapter 191 A Mother’s Memory

Chapter 191 A Mother’s Memory

Margaret asked, “So, what would you like to eat?”

Ethan replied, “I’m easy-anything’s fine.”

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But Jasmine chimed in, “His stomach isn’t the strongest. Let’s skip anything overly rich or spicy. Keep t light and simple-maybe some comfort-style plates.”

“And for dessert,” she added, “let’s go with spiced apple oat cake. It’s gentle on the stomach

Margaret let out a warm laugh.

“You know, dear, you’re actually better at making that than I am.”

Jasmine smiled. “Then I’ll handle it.”

A flicker of hesitation passed through Ethan’s eyes.

“Don’t go through the trouble. Really, simple is perfectly fine.”

Jasmine insisted softly, “Please, let me do this. It’s the least I can do to thank you for everything you’ve helped me with these past few days.”

Just as they were talking, the bedroom door swung open.

Anna-the one who usually kept to herself indoors, hardly ever stepping out on her own-walked quietly into the living room.

Startled, Margaret hurried over and gently took her arm.

“Ma’am, what brings you out? Are you still hungry? I can fix you another bowl if you’d like.”

Anna didn’t answer. She walked steadily toward Ethan and sat beside him.

Then she turned, reached out, and softly touched his cheek.

Jasmine rose quickly, about to gently pull Anna’s hand away.

“Mom, that’s not really…

But Ethan remained perfectly calm.

“It’s alright.”

Anna brushed his cheek a few times before suddenly murmuring a name, “Gordon.”

Jasmine froze.

Somehow, she sensed that name was tied to her own story.

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Chapter 191 A Mother’s Memory

“Mom… who are you talking to?”

Without warning, Anna wrapped her arms around Ethan.

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“Gordon… why did it take you so long to come back? Our… our daughter was born. She was so beautiful, but…”

Her voice broke. “But I lost her. Gordon, you must hate me so much…”

Jasmine stood motionless.

Ethan, too, was momentarily stunned.

In an instant, they both understood exactly who “Gordon Fairfax” was.

A deep ache spread through Jasmine’s chest, and her eyes welled up.

So her birth father’s name was Gordon.

Gordon…

Margaret wiped a tear from her own cheek.

“This isn’t who you think. This is Mr. Brooks-a good friend of Jasmine’s.”

Anna stared vacantly at Ethan, her gaze distant.

Ethan took her hand gently. “Anna, I’m Ethan.”

The faint light in Anna’s eyes slowly faded.

She began mumbling things they couldn’t quite make out, words slipping into incoherence.

Margaret carefully guided Anna back to her room.

Jasmine remained lost in thought for a long while.

Without a word, Ethan started clearing the dishes from the table.

When Jasmine finally snapped out of her daze, she found him already at the kitchen sink, washing up.

She hurried over.

“Let me do that-I can’t have you cleaning up.”

Ethan smiled lightly.

“I’ve got it. My hands are already wet.”

Jasmine leaned back against the doorframe, her voice softer now.

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Chapter 191 A Mother’s Memory

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“Ethan.”

“Yeah?”

“So… my last name is Fairfax.”

“Yeah.”

“What do you think my father did for a living?”

Ethan thought for a moment.

“I imagine he wasn’t an ordinary man.”

“How can you tell?”

“Any man who raised a daughter with a photographic memory and so much strength… couldn’t have been just anyone.”

Jasmine couldn’t help but chuckle.

“I didn’t know you were so good with compliments.”

“Just stating the obvious.”

But soon her smile faded again.

“Do you think… he’s still alive?”

Ethan stopped what he was doing and turned toward her.

“I do.”

Something in his certainty seemed to comfort her.

“You really believe that?”

He went back to washing the dishes.

“Call it a feeling.”

Jasmine sighed quietly.

“Then why didn’t he ever come back after Mom carried me for nine months and gave birth? Could it be like what Eleanor said-”

“No.”

Ethan dried his hands and walked over to where she stood.

Jasmine’s eyes drifted to his forearm.

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