Chapter 313: The Real Father
It was already well past midnight when Greg finally called Andrea and Edward over to take Dylan home.
The boy, however, stubbornly refused to leave the hospital. His eyes were puffy, his fists clenched, refusing to be dragged away while Duncan was still inside the operating room.
"No! I want to wait for Daddy!" Dylan cried, his voice cracking.
Cammy, heart aching for the child, pulled out her phone and quickly video-called the mansion. When Peter’s face appeared on the screen, seated comfortably and smiling, she turned it toward Dylan.
"Look, sweetheart," Cammy said softly, "Grandpa is home and waiting for you. He’ll keep you company until your Daddy wakes up."
Dylan’s resistance cracked. His lip trembled before he slowly nodded and allowed Andrea to gently guide him away, Edward following close behind.
Greg turned to Cammy as they watched the boy disappear down the corridor. "Babe... I really think you should go home, too. You need rest. Randolf and I will stay here and update you the moment there’s news about Duncan."
Cammy looked at him and smirked faintly, trying to hide the dread she still felt in her chest. "Why offer something you know I’ll never agree to?"
Greg chuckled lightly, brushing her hair behind her ear. "I’m just testing my luck. You’re pregnant. You need rest, love. Even a couple of hours of sleep would help."
She shook her head, her fingers gently rubbing her belly. "Even if I lie down, my mind won’t let me sleep. So I might as well stay."
Before Greg could respond, the doors to the operating room creaked open.
The doctor who had earlier taken their consent stepped out, removing his cap with a weary sigh, just like the two who had delivered the devastating news about Annie.