The room was brightly lit.
Patrick pushed Jack’s wheelchair into his bedroom with a desolate expression on his face.
Even though he had not lived with the Hughes family for a long time, his bedroom was still well organized and clean.
“Mr. Ward, Brent, please stand guard outside.”
Jack gestured at them.
A trace of astonishment flashed in Patrick’s eyes.
But instead of stopping, he pushed Jack to the desk and sat down on the chair behind the desk.
He took out a cigarette from the drawer and lit it silently.
His expressions were of melancholy, making him look lonely, sad and guilty.
With smoke coming out of his mouth in spirals, his mood remained unchanged.
He just sat at the desk, smoking a cigarette in a daze.
In the current situation, if he still hadn’t retreated, he would have definitely attracted Madam Hughes’s counterattack.
The Hughes family’s factions were inherently intricate, and if one side counterattacked strongly, there was no guarantee that others won’t add fuel to the fire.
Just like Jack had said, the fastest way to solve the problem was to take a step forward and to take one step backwards, but even this was his helpless action.
“Sophie, I am not qualified to be a father.”
Patrick’s eyes were a little red as he murmured guiltily.
“Dad…”
Jack looked calmly at Patrick and comforted him, “It’s alright. Don’t feel guilty, you are good enough for me.”
He knew that his father wanted to give him the best, but he also knew how to judge the time and take decisions according to the situation.
What’s more, the results that his father had fought for him to get were already the best.
And it was also what… he wanted the most!
Patrick shuddered and faint mist appeared in his red eyes as he looked at Jack.
The more Jack looked his usual calm and comforting self, the more Patrick felt guilty.
For the past twenty years, he had lost his son’s company because of his position as the head of the family.
Now that he confronted the Hughes family, he still had to retreat down to his level. Patrick could never forgive himself.
He walked up to Jack and squatted in front of him, putting a hand on his thigh. Then, he said solemnly and firmly, “Don’t worry, Jack. I will search for all the famous doctors in the world, no matter what it costs. I will make sure that you are able to stand again and make them, good for nothing swarm of garbage flies, see a real miracle!”
Jack smiled suddenly.
He slowly leaned forwards, approaching Patrick’s ear.
He lowered his voice and whispered in the lowest voice that Patrick could hear.
“Actually, Dad, what you helped me win over is what I wanted the most.”
What?!
Patrick was taken aback for a moment.
The time limit was less than one year and he was not sure that Jack would be able to stand up in that time.
The firmness in his tone as if he was taking an oath was also because he felt guilty and was unwilling to give up even the smallest chance.
But Jack’s words clearly meant something else.
Next second.
Patrick, who held Jack’s right thigh, felt it move under his hand.
Was he… imagining things?
Patrick was at a loss for a moment, he looked dazed.
He widened his eyes and look at Jack’s thigh subconsciously.
Did he… feel something wrong?
Doubts rose up in his mind.
Patrick’s body began to tremble again suddenly.
It wasn’t his imagination!
He wasn’t feeling something wrong!
Almost at the same time, Jack leaned towards Patrick’s ear and joked, “The miracle has already happened…”
*Boom*
His words struck Patrick like lightening, turning all his guilt and grief into pleasant surprise.
He couldn’t stop himself from trembling with excitement at this moment.
He understood in an instant.
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