Chapter 316: Surprises
The conversation between Peter and Duncan had shifted. The pain and regret that once filled the room were now replaced with purpose and rebuilding. They spoke not of betrayal or guilt, but of business—of structure, vision, and how to shape a future that could outlast all the wreckage of their shared past.
When the door opened again, Dylan’s excited voice cut through the calm.
"Daddy! I brought you rice porridge!" he grinned, holding the container proudly. "We asked the nurses what you could eat, and this was one of the few things they said. But it’s really yummy—I tried some downstairs!"
Duncan smiled with a warmth that hadn’t been seen in him in a long time. "If you say it’s good, then I believe it."
Dylan climbed up beside him on the bed and helped feed him, spoon by careful spoon. Duncan savored each bite, not so much for the taste, but for the love behind it. In that moment, he wasn’t a man recovering from betrayal and wounds. He was simply a father, being cared for by his son.
But the peaceful mood was interrupted when Atty. Evans arrived. With his usual commanding presence, he gently urged everyone out of the room so he could speak with Duncan privately about legal strategies concerning Bartolomeu Tucker’s potential actions—and so Duncan could get some much-needed rest afterward.
As the elevator doors opened, Cammy glanced over her shoulder at Duncan and Peter. "Since we’re already at the hospital," she said to Dylan with a glimmer in her eyes, "there’s someone I want you to meet. Well... not just someone. Two someones."
Dylan looked up, eyebrows raised. "Who are they, Mommy?"
Cammy exchanged a meaningful glance with Greg, who simply smiled and pressed the button to another floor.
When the elevator doors opened again, they stepped out onto the maternity floor. Dylan’s eyes widened as he saw new mothers gently rocking tiny babies in their arms. The soft cries, pastel blankets, and quiet lullabies in the air.
At the nursery window, Greg lifted Dylan in his arms so he could see better while Cammy spoke briefly with a nurse. A few moments later, the nurse returned, carrying two newborns, swaddled in soft pink blankets, their tiny faces wrinkled and peaceful.
Dylan stared, mesmerized.