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Chapter 1175 Does It Still Hurt?
Eugene pinched between his eyebrows, suddenly realizing that he was being a little
careless. He was too focused on proving that he was the children's father, and that he had
a right to participate and know the truth.
He was oblivious to the fact that if Hector didn't want him to take the kids away, there
were many ways Hector could achieve that, and with great ease too.
"All right, I'll stop bothering you, then. I'll check on the kids." With that, Eugene walked
right out of the room. Meanwhile, North had already applied ointment on Carter's palm.
The cool ointment relieved the burning pain in his palm.
Terry frowned as he said, "Does it still hurt?"
Carter replied, "No."
Blake pouted as he said in a slightly apologetic voice, "I can see that Grandpa hit you hard
this time. I was the one who dragged you guys down. Grandpa wouldn't have found us
otherwise, and Carter wouldn't have to be punished."
To soothe Blake, Carter said, "You're sick, so you have to get treatment. We don't mind
getting hit on the palms; it doesn't hurt anyway."
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtNorth chimed in, saying, "Grandpa was looking for you because he's worried for your
safety. He punished you so that you won't sneak out again. Look, you just turned on the
locator yesterday, and Grandpa is already here today. You can guess how anxious he must
have been."
The three children nodded. They knew that Hector loved them to the bones.
The children were still chatting when Eugene entered the room.
Four pairs of eyes lit up as the children called in unison, "Daddy!"
Eugene smiled as if all his worries were blown away in an instant. Who would be willing to
let go of such adorable children? He would give Hector some time, then. After all, he had
hinted quite enough today.
North asked, "Where's Mommy?"
"She's working on Blake's treatment plan with Grandpa," Eugene replied.
Following that, North asked, "Then did you tell Grandpa that you're taking Carter and the
others home?"
Eugene said, "Not yet. Grandpa still doesn't know that we consider each other family now.
I think he'll be sad if Mommy and I take you guys home. Grandpa took care of you since
you were young, and he invested too much in you. We have to give him some time to get
used to the situation."
The four nodded, getting the gist of Eugene's words. Eugene, however, smiled when he
looked at the children. His smile was extremely gentle.
Even though Blake was sick, and he wasn't sure if he could actually take the children
home, every time he remembered that these four smart children belonged to him and
Olivia, he felt unbelievably happy.
He reached out and patted their little heads one by one. "Why are you such wonderful
children? You're so young, but you managed to find me and Mommy despite the distance!"
The children smiled heartily as they exchanged glances, their eyes filled with glee.
When Eugene finished speaking, he felt that something was off. He was sincere in his
praise, but he feared that praise like this would make them think that they had done the
right thing. So, he added, "But you mustn't risk your lives like this in the future. I can't
imagine what would happen if you met some bad guys."
Carter smiled gently. "Don't worry, Daddy, we already found you, so why would we go out
again?"
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmEugene said, "You have to inform me and Mommy even if you're going out just to play,
okay?"
As he spoke, he took Carter's tiny hand and examined it to find that it was swelling. Oh,
my! Poor kid! "It must hurt a lot, right?"
Carter shook his head and stayed silent as he looked at the man in front of him. His eyes
were filled with admiration. This was his biological father, the famous Eugene Nolan!
Many children couldn't even begin to envy his good fortune. Most importantly, Eugene was
nice to them and their mommy as well.
Carter suddenly took a step toward Eugene, then fell into the latter's embrace. He hid his
head from sight as if he were shy and embarrassed for no reason.
Eugene caressed his head, asking, "What's the matter? Does it still hurt? Let me blow on it
for you."
As he spoke, he took Carter's little hand and began blowing gently on it.
Carter pursed his lips. He knew that blowing couldn't ease the pain, but he still felt warmth
surging in his heart, and his nose crinkled.
He was a little annoyed at himself. He didn't even think of crying just now when he was
punished, so why would he cry now? Fortunately, Eugene's phone rang right at that
moment, so Carter got out of Eugene's embrace obediently.
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