Countless emotions of regret, disappointment, anger, and annoyance swept over him instantly, mixed together, making him feel extremely uncomfortable. Finally, he couldn't hold back and punched the wall beside the window, making a dull sound.
"Your seed? Ha, I didn't expect our Young Master Loman to be a father too!~ Hahaha."
The phone was still connected, and several mocking voices sounded from the other end.
"Hang up." Ronald Loman, eyes red, couldn't wait a moment longer, turned around and walked towards the ward.
At this moment, Annie Taylor had already slowly woken up, looked at the thin blanket on her, paused for a moment, then turned to examine the ward, but didn't see anyone. She assumed the doctor had come to check on Lucas and had covered her by chance.
After placing the blanket aside, she noticed Lucas's quilt had been kicked down a bit. She covered it up again and then reached out to feel the temperature on his forehead.
