The Billionaire And His Son Want Me Back (Paisley) novel Chapter 139

Today was the big day when Paul came home from the hospital to recover, so the Vanderbilt family had mostly gathered. The whole family was sitting in the living room, chatting and laughing.

Dominick was taking his time before joining the table, so no one else could start eating. After all, Dominick had a significant position in the Vanderbilt family now.

Paul sat in his wheelchair, looking at all the people in the room, his head aching.

He really didn't want to be home for his recovery. He wanted to go back to the mountain clinic, at least there it was peaceful, and he had his old companions around. But Dominick and Reginald didn't agree and firmly insisted on bringing him back.

The sudden health scare with Paul had frightened them. If something like this happened again, without timely treatment, they might not even get to see him one last time.

After all, not every time would turn out like this one. Every time Reginald thought about this, he regretted it deeply.

If Paisley were still there, with her medical expertise, she could have saved the family a lot of trouble in the future.

But Reginald only thought about it in his heart. After all, Paisley and Dominick had been divorced for so many years and had moved on with their lives.

Paisley even had a child with another man. Just based on that, he would never allow her to return to the Vanderbilt family. Now, as he looked at Marissa helping Lauren care for everyone like a daughter-in-law, Reginald's last traces of regret vanished.

Even though Marissa was the daughter of the driver, Lily, she grew up within the Vanderbilt family, and Reginald had watched her grow up. Since she was young, she had been by Dominick's side, receiving elite education.

As a result, she possessed the poise and knowledge that rivaled any noble family's daughter, along with resilience and kindness far beyond what most daughters of such families had.

Most importantly, she had a deep sense of gratitude toward the Vanderbilt family. With that gratitude, she would never betray them, and everything in her future would be for the Vanderbilt family first.

Reginald could also tell that his wife and daughter really liked Marissa and treated her like family. So, for all these reasons, Reginald was happy to see Dominick and Marissa reach a conclusion soon.

"Hmph!" Paul suddenly snorted from his wheelchair.

Reginald looked over. "What's wrong, Dad?"

Paul glanced ahead, curling his lips in annoyance. "I told you I didn't want to come back, but you insisted. And now, as soon as I'm back, I see someone I don't want to see. How is that supposed to help me recover?"

Hearing this, Reginald turned to look and saw Marissa walking toward them with a smile. He immediately understood what Paul meant.

"Come on, Dad," Reginald said helplessly. "You're way too biased against Marissa. She's actually a good kid."

Paul glared at him. "Am I biased, or are you just blind?"

"What kind of elder just starts calling people names?" Reginald muttered, surprised that even at his age, he was still being scolded by his father.

"What's wrong? I'm your father. If you're blind, I have every right to say so!" Paul lifted his chin, his commanding presence undiminished even though he was in a wheelchair.