Chapter 207 He and Ethan were biological father and son!

Samuel called Zackary, not really holding out much hope that he would get through.

After all, it was too early, he thought the boss was probably still immersed in sweet dreams.

Who would have known, as soon as he made the call, the call was surprisingly already connected.

The boss wouldn't have, stayed up all night, just waiting for this result, would he?

Samuel lifted his head, puffed out his chest, and sucked in his belly, looking like he was ready for a fight.

"What's the result?" Zackary's voice sounded slightly hoarse, it was unclear whether it was due to nervousness or excitement.

"Boss, you and Mr. Sullivan... no, it should be Mr. Ethan Spencer, you... you are actually biological father and son!" Samuel knew how much Zackary had despised Ethan in the past, he was afraid that he would not believe this result, and hurriedly said, "Boss, if you don't believe it, I will send the paternity test report to Silverybay Estates right now!"

"And boss, I guarantee that the results of this paternity test are absolutely true! I've been staying in the hospital all the time, it's impossible for anyone to tamper with it. So, you and Mr. Ethan Spencer, are undoubtedly father and son!"

Later, Samuel chattered something that Zackary didn't catch clearly. In his mind, it was Samuel's words that kept echoing over and over again.

He and Ethan were like genuine father and son!

Zackary clutched his head in agony. Indeed, Penelope hadn't lied to him. Ethan was truly his own flesh and blood!

But he said, Ethan was a dirty bastard, and she was a whore that anyone could have!

He didn't treat Ethan, and in order to gather enough money for Ethan's surgery, Penelope signed a body donation agreement with that organization.

Ethan was kidnapped, he was indifferent. To save Ethan, Penelope sold herself at Sunlight Snow.

At that time, she was humiliated and desperate, yet he repeatedly trampled on her dignity with the matters of Sunlight Snow!

In the end, after going through all kinds of hardships, she managed to raise the money to save Ethan. However, he, as Ethan's biological father, cruelly pushed him into the abyss with his own hands!

Since Ethan was their child, it meant that she hadn't lied to him, she really hadn't had a miscarriage back then.

She would break up with him, perhaps forced by Ralph, or perhaps out of other helplessness, but in any case, it was definitely not what she wanted!

As for her sleeping with Ralph...

He had seen Ralph pin her down, but that, perhaps, was not her will.

If Ralph had been hurting her all along, and she was carrying a child alone, how on earth had she managed all these years?!

Zackary was eager to see Penelope, but was held back by his shyness. Now, he was too scared to see her.

He didn't have the courage to face her.

"Boss, Mr. Spencer and his wife have been longing for a grandchild. Now, Mr. Ethan Spencer's identity has been confirmed. Should I tell them this good news?"

"Hold on!" Zackary lifted his face, his voice trembling as he spoke, "Later, I will tell them myself!"

Zackary had always thought that once he properly compensated Penelope and Ethan and they forgave him, he could bring them back to the Spencer family, to his most beloved parents. They would be a happy family, never to be separated again.

However, he never imagined that later, a momentary lapse in judgment would lead to an irreversible grave mistake.

He could only watch, wide-eyed, as Penelope withered in pain, and he, was filled with boundless regret.

However, all these were matters for later.

Cornelia was Xavier's most proud disciple. Their relationship was that of a master and disciple, yet it resembled more of a father and daughter.

After Xavier settled in Sea City, Cornelia often went there to study various problems with him, and it could be said that Xavier watched Zackary grow up.

He was busy now, so he went to Xavier's place less often, but he was still familiar with the way.

Samuel had prepared some gifts, and Zackary drove to his neighborhood.

In the neighborhood where Xavier lived, the architecture was quite diverse, with high-rise buildings and detached villas. He lived in an independent courtyard, which was convenient for him to dry various medicinal herbs.

It was already past nine when Zackary arrived.

It was Sunday today, the children didn't have school, and many of them were playing in the small square that had just been added to the community.

At this time every day, the nanny would take Ethan for a walk in the small square.

Ethan's constitution was too weak. Although his legs limped when he walked, he still needed to move around more. Moreover, the less he moved his legs, the worse they would become.

The facilities in the small square were all very safe, so there was no need to worry about the children getting hurt or anything. At this time, parents usually let their children play together, and they would gather with their friendly neighbors to chat about daily life.

The nanny who was taking care of Ethan was having a great time chatting with a few other nannies from different families.

The nanny and the old ladies around who were watching the children were chatting about something, but Zackary was not interested at all. Now, all he had in his heart and eyes was Ethan, who was limping and practicing walking in the small square.

Ethan really lost a lot of weight after falling off the cliff.

In the past, his little face was round and chubby, so he looked quite similar to Lyman, who had a baby face.

Now, the baby fat on Ethan's face had all slimmed down to the point of being unnoticeable. Upon closer inspection of his features, he actually bore some resemblance to Zackary.

At first, Ethan was pacing back and forth by himself. Soon, several children who looked about four or five years old ran over to him.

Zackary thought that those children were Ethan's playmates. However, to his surprise, after watching Ethan walk for a while, they suddenly burst into exaggerated laughter, leaning forward and backward.

A chubby boy named Clayton pointed at Ethan's leg and laughed to the other children nearby, "Look! Look! Doesn't he walk like a duck?"

Saying this, Clayton covered her round belly and laughed heartily, while deliberately acting silly, imitating Ethan's limping walk.

Seeing Clayton like this, another little boy named Riley next to him also stuck out his butt, exaggeratedly bent his waist, and started to walk with a twist.

"Is it like this? How do you think I'm doing?" Riley became more and more enthusiastic as he learned, and in the end, he deliberately provoked Ethan, "Cripple, look, who walks better, me or you?!"

Hearing Riley's voice, Ethan bit his lip hard, his little fists clenched tightly. Clearly, he was feeling very upset inside.

But he didn't want to cause trouble or make his mother worry, so he gently lowered his little head again and continued to practice walking.

He knew he had been different from other children since he was young.

He had previously suffered from a serious illness. While other children could go to school and play around, he always had to stay in the hospital.

Later, his illness got better, but he became lame again.

Limping along, it really looked unsightly when he walked.

He was very upset.

But he had to appear happier.

Because, if he appeared very upset, his mother would also be upset.

He couldn't bear to see his beloved mother upset.

"Enough! Stop practicing!" The tallest boy, Patrick, spoke up with his chin raised, "Do you want to become cripples? My mom said that cripples can't get wives. I don't want to become a cripple!"

Saying this, he turned his face and looked at the little girl holding a doll next to him, "Aliya, would you be willing to marry a cripple when you grow up?"