Chapter 201 Don’t Want Shot!
“No!” Nina gaped and pulled out her cheeks in anger. “No hit Ninal”
Amelia gently corrected her, speaking softly. “It’s not hitting you. It’s getting a vaccine–just one little shot?
Nina got even madder. “No!”
Nina’s temper flared–her chubby linle face tensed up as she stared at her calm parents discussing the shot. In her super serious baby voice, she warned, “Nina cry”
Amelia figured out the vaccine wasn’t scheduled for today–no point in making Nina cry over it right now.
She dropped the subject, picked Nina up, and carried her out of the hospital.
On the way home, Nina stuck out her chubby wrist–wrapped in thin gauze–as soon as she got in the car. to show the driver.
“Thurt,” she said.
The driver asked, “Oh no, does it still hurt?”
Nina nodded her little head seriously. “Hurt so much”
Amelia pulled her onto her lap. “Be good for a bit, okay?”
With Amelia keeping an eye on her, Nina was already pretty well–behaved.
But once they got home and Daniel and William swarmed around her, she lost all respect for Amelia’s authority.
She lounged dramatically on the sofa. Those chubby little hands that had broken three toy cars at the hospital an hour earlier suddenly went limp–she couldn’t even lift a finger.
Amelia couldn’t bear to watch and headed straight to the kitchen.
She decided to make dinner for Benjamin.
The Graham Residence was buzzing with activity. Daniel doted on the “weak little patient,” while William and Benjamin headed to the study to discuss the day’s happenings.
At the same time, Freya took the paternity report and called Nathan to the study.
Once they were in the study, she got straight to the point. “I found Mia,”
Nathan jumped to his feet in shock the second Freya spoke.
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He stared intently at Freya, demanding urgently, “Where? Where’s Mia? You found her–so why didn’t you bring her home?”
Freya pressed her lips together.
She wanted to bring her home, but with Benjamin around, she didn’t stand a chance.
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Chapter 201 Don’t Want Shot!
She’d known Benjamin for ages, and she thought she had a pretty good idea of what he was like.
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From what she could tell, his protective streak and possessiveness toward Amelia were running particularly: high lately.
When Freya fell silent, Nathan grew more and more agitated. “Freya, please say something! Where exactly
Freya softened her tone after a moment and replied, “The Graham Residence.”
“The Graham Residence? Nathan was left dumbfounded by the answer.
Swamped with questions, he pressed, “How did Mia end up at the Graham Residence? They don’t have any other daughters–only Chloe… Wait, no, there’s someone else.”
Suddenly, Nathan thought of someone–and it clicked.
“Nina’s mom,” Nathan muttered. “Chloe’s not home–right now, the only woman staying at the Graham. Residence is Nina’s mom.”
Nathan didn’t know Amelia personally, though he recognized her name immediately.
“Freya, is it Amelia? Amelia is Mia, right?” he asked.
Freya nodded. “Yes.”
Freya handed him the paternity test results.
Nathan scanned the results, and his eyes welled up with tears on the spot.
He clutched the paper, slumped back into the chair, and started crying.
Nathan was a father himself now–his son was even older than his sister had been when she went missing. But in that moment, he wasn’t crying like a grown man–he sobbed like the little boy who’d lost his little sister all those years before.
“My Mia… My Mia is still alive.”
Through his sobs, Nathan voiced the fear he and Freya had hidden away for years.
They’d poured a lot of money into funding missing persons groups.
Over the years, they’d witnessed countless reunions.
Some parents searched their entire lives, only to find out their child had been gone for years.
Witnessing those cases, they put on a brave face, but fear gnawed at their insides.
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