The Good Girl's Revenge novel Chapter 277

"I didn't expect this to happen."

After Mr. Xavier dealing with the issue, he called Damian over and asked about everything in detail.

"When did he find... That thing?"

It was definitely not Meredith's ashes in that thing, it should be just Parker's cover tricks, but no one expected this to happen.

"A few days ago."

"Why didn't you report this in time?" Mr. Xavier frowned.

Now, it was already late for him to tell Derek that Meredith was not dead.

It would be better to keep this mistake.

The heir to the Xaviers must not be defeated by such a small thing.

"Where's young master?"

Thinking for a moment, Mr. Xavier sighed and asked about Easton.

The housekeeper brought Easton over here, who was still asleep.

Now he was much bigger than when he was born. He was as light and tender as a snowball. He knew nothing about what was happening. He looked as adorable as an angel when he fell asleep.

"I'll take Easton to him. I'll take care of this."

Mr. Xavier held Easton in his arms with mixed feelings.

...

Mr. Xavier arrived at the hospital soon.

Not long after, he found Derek.

Violet was present too, but they didn't talk. Violet was too shocked to know what to say.

Derek didn't want to talk at all.

Right now, he didn't want to say anything. He just wanted to be alone.

Mr. Xavier's eyes trembled when he saw the urn in Derek's arms.

Although he was mentally prepared, it was impossible not to be surprised when he saw his grandson, who had been inspired since he was a child, turn to this situation.

"Derek."

Mr. Xavier called him faintly, his voice frazzled.

"It is time. Just let go. You can't keep doing this, and... You have to let Meredith rest in peace. If you keep doing this, she won't be peaceful."

Derek didn't say anything. Mr. Xavier came closer, and then Easton woke up.

Since he felt he was not in a familiar environment, with the hospital's pungent smell, Easton wrinkled his little nose and cried loudly.

"This is you and that woman's flesh and blood. Don't you even care about him?"

Mr. Xavier also felt sad when he saw that Derek did not touch at all.

Derek listened numbly to the child's crying. It was so noisy...

He stood up and glanced at the little boy with his little hand outstretched and his face flushed with tears. "I never thought of trading Meredith's life for his birth. It was your wishful thinking all along."

"But this is the only thing that Meredith left behind. If you don't believe me, look at his face. It looks like her..."

Derek's footsteps paused. He looked at the tightly wrapped child. Indeed, his eyes and brows were almost exactly the same as Meredith's. They were crystal clear and gave people a feeling of closeness.

"Even if you don't care about the Xaviers and hate us, do you even want to give up Meredith's child?"

Mr. Xavier said wearily.

Derek didn't say anything. Easton saw a tall man appear suddenly in front of him. Although he had never met him before, he had an inexplicable sense of closeness.

For a moment, he stopped crying and making a scene. Instead, he blinked his big eyes and looked at Derek, reaching out his fat little hands to touch the man in front of him.

"Look, this is the strength of blood. He stopped crying when he saw you."

Mr. Xavier loosened his hands and motioned for Derek to hold Easton.