The Ex-Wife's Triumph novel Chapter 222

"Mr. Jules!"

Seven ran over holding the small bucket, his voice full of joy. "I caught a little crab! It's super, super small!"

Jules strode over with his long legs, smiling. "Oh? I have to see just how small."

"It's still a baby!" Seven hurriedly handed the bucket to him, afraid he wouldn't believe it.

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Meanwhile, the atmosphere in the hospital room was starkly different.

Kingsley leaned against the headboard, an IV needle in the back of his hand, the liquid dripping slowly. His eyes were still red rimmed. The sharp, commanding presence he usually held in the business world was gone, replaced by a bone‑deep exhaustion that made him look suddenly alone and breakable.

Xavier stood to the side, looking at his boss. He swallowed the words on the tip of his tongue, afraid that one wrong word would hit a sore spot.

In the end, he just silently retreated to the corner, thinking: "Better to wait for Dr. Sterling. Maybe he can comfort Mr. Sherwood."

The next evening, Ethan arrived at the hospital, looking travel-worn.

Walking into the ward and seeing Kingsley lying on the bed, pale and helpless, he spoke first, his tone teasing, "Kingsley, what's going on? Your blood pressure spiked? You aren't even thirty yet."

Kingsley's originally dim eyes suddenly turned cold when he looked at him. His voice was heavy. "Did you play a part in hiding the child from me?"

Ethan was flipping through the medical chart at the bedside. Hearing this, he glanced up. "Kingsley, do you think if I was involved, I'd dare to come see you? Do I have a death wish?"

He glanced coldly at Ethan. "I don't need you to lecture me."

Ethan smiled, then suddenly changed the subject with a sigh. "Sigh... you all have kids now, and I'm still a lonely man. It's enviable."

saying this, he leaned in purposefully and asked, "What does your son look like? Does he have an iceberg face like you?"

A trace of imperceptible softness flashed through Kingsley's dark eyes, though his voice remained cold. "The apple doesn't fall far from the tree. How could my son be anything but exceptional?"

Ethan immediately flattered him, going along with the flow. "Naturally! Like father, like son. With genes like yours and hers, the kid is bound to be amazing."

Before Kingsley could respond, Ethan smiled mischievously and pressed, "But seriously, when you found out you had a son, you were over the moon, weren't you?"