Delayed Regrets: He Regretted Only After Her Death-Chapter 104: Vivian Linden Really Isn’t the Biological Daughter

Chapter 104: Chapter 104: Vivian Linden Really Isn’t the Biological Daughter

At the dining table, Tiana Linden looked at the handsome and resolute Hector Chaucer.

Her eyes filled with doubt.

"You’re going back to The Linden Family with me tomorrow?"

"You just took over as Patriarch Chaucer, shouldn’t you be very busy?"

Hector picked up a piece of sushi and took a few bites.

He swallowed it briskly.

He clearly ate quickly.

Yet, there was a calmness in his eyes and brows.

In the rhythm of swallowing, the tense lines on his neck and the moving Adam’s apple exuded pure masculine charm.

This man’s aura was a blend of elegance and ruggedness, even while eating he radiated intense male appeal.

Tiana couldn’t help but take another look.

In her youth, she always believed that Aiden Grant, who ate with such grace and elegance, was the definition of handsome.

Now it seems.

Aiden was just putting on an act.

Hector Chaucer was the one who truly embodied masculine allure.

Her gaze couldn’t help but linger on him.

In his calm demeanor, Hector picked up a second piece of sushi.

But this piece was for her.

"Your family wronged me for six years; it’s time I clear my name."

Oh!

So he was going to clear his own name.

She thought he was specially accompanying her back.

She was overthinking it.

True, The Linden and Grant Families had always wrongfully accused him of stealing Linden-Grant Pharmaceuticals’ research secrets.

In fact, the one who stole the secrets was always the sixth young master of The Chaucer Family.

Tiana picked a piece of sashimi, dipped it in wasabi mixed with lemon juice, and said, "Hector Chaucer, that’s not us. I have nothing to do with The Linden Family anymore."

At that moment, she realized that this dish of wasabi had her favorite lemon juice added to it.

This Japanese restaurant’s wasabi doesn’t come with lemon juice.

Six years ago, whenever Aiden Grant accompanied her here, he would ask the waiter to add lemon juice.

Six years later, the waitstaff has long been replaced.

She hadn’t specifically asked for it, so where did the lemon juice come from?

Was it Hector who added it for her?

This man seemed to know her preferences.

During the meal, Hector had the waiter bring a type of sake.

"I heard this sake is something they’ve newly developed."

"Drinking it can release dopamine and endorphins."

"It can uplift emotions and wash away unhappiness."

Tiana eyed the small bottle of sake and asked, "Is this sake really that magical?"

Hector poured her a small cup, "Want to try?"

Honestly, Tiana picked up the small cup, completely charmed by its appearance.

The color was like fruit juice, the aroma was like fruit juice.

With a sip, a light sweetness.

As it went down her throat, it was like joy dancing within.

She couldn’t help but finish it in one go.

Hector wanted to stop her but it was already too late.

"Another cup."

"This sake has a strong after-effect, just a taste is enough."

"How can you be like this?"

Tempting someone with a taste, then not allowing them a second cup.

It’s just a small cup, what could happen?

She snatched the sake from Hector’s hand and poured herself another.

The more she drank, the happier she felt.

Tiana was completely unaware, her cheeks already flushed pink, like peach blossoms in spring.

"Stop drinking, this sake has a very strong after-effect."

"How strong can it be?"

"Don’t say nonsense after this."

"Don’t worry, I don’t get drunk and disorderly."

After the meal, Hector paid the bill, "Feeling better?"

She had to admit, her mood at that moment was indeed good.

The gloominess from seeing Aiden Grant in the evening had long been dispelled.

Tiana nodded and said thank you.

As the two prepared to leave, Hector stopped by the wishing wall in the restaurant.

"Want to take a look?" 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎

The wishing wall had many wishes from men and women written on it.

It was densely covered.

But neatly arranged.

If Tiana put in some effort, she could find the wish she and Aiden Grant once made together.

The wishing wall also held Hector Chaucer’s wishes.

If Tiana were to be a bit more attentive, she’d certainly discover the secrets of Hector’s entire youth.

Tiana gave a bitter smile, "No need, those foolish youth years are not worth mentioning."

Hector glanced at the wall and said lightly, "It’s true this holds many people’s youth."

Back then, Aiden and Tiana were inseparable.

Before he met them, Tiana was always running after Aiden, shouting about marrying him when they grew up.

He was nine years old then.

Six-year-old Tiana couldn’t swim.

Even though the lifebuoy she held was losing air.

Still, she fearlessly jumped into the water, frightened but determined towards him.

At that time, everyone in The Chaucer Family, his father, his kin, wanted him dead.

Even his biological mother saw him only as a bargaining chip for his father’s wealth.

No one wanted him alive.

Yet, six-year-old Tiana, despite risking her own life, saved him.

She was the only one who wanted him to live.

That was the only beam of light that shone into his dark and damp life.

But this beam of light, for the next ten to twenty years, belonged to his best brother—Aiden Grant.

Before the case of the Linden-Grant Pharmaceuticals secret theft, Aiden was indeed a man worth entrusting.

He treated Tiana very well, cautiously protecting her.

So, the secret of Hector’s youth was hidden very well.

Only this wishing wall knew his thoughts.

But.

No rush.

There’s time.

At this moment, Tiana Linden seemed a bit tipsy.

She shook her head slightly, gently rubbing her temples, her cheeks blooming like rouge.

"Are you drunk?"

"Not really."

With a faint smile, her eyes were moist and a bit distant.

Along the way, she had been putting on a brave face.

This wine wasn’t just potent.

It was frighteningly strong.

Once in the car, Tiana Linden felt dizzy.

Her head unintentionally leaned on Hector Chaucer’s shoulder, yet she didn’t notice.

The streetlights of the night, one after another, shone on her face.

Her cheeks, like a ripe peach, were flushed.

Though she was already a mother of a five-year-old, she was adorable as a girl.

The short hair covering Tiana Linden’s face was gently swept away by Hector Chaucer, tucked behind her fair and charming ear.

The ear thus revealed bore a charming black mole on the earlobe.

The man’s fingertips lightly descended.

Just about to touch her earlobe, but then stopped.

Gordon Lowell was driving.

The air conditioning in the car was a bit chilly.

Hector Chaucer took a blanket and gently draped it over her.

He remained still, letting her lean on his shoulder.

At this moment, the woman was mumbling something, gesturing with her hands while mumbling.

Finally, this woman raised her head from his shoulder, looking at him.

"Hector Chaucer, do you like me?"

There was no room for him to answer.

She asked and answered herself with drunken words.

"Hector Chaucer, if you don’t like me, why do you suddenly seem like a changed person, being so attentive to me?"

She didn’t even know what she was saying.

In a haze, her head was dizzy, as if dreaming.

Her head fell back onto his shoulder, "Hector, I no longer feel like dating right now, please don’t have any ideas about me, I’m not worthy of you..."

It seemed like she was drunk.

Or perhaps she fell asleep.

Her face, as moist as a peach, became silent.

In the end, only her even, soft breathing was left, carrying a thick fruity liquor scent, brushing against his neck artery.

Her delicate nose even lightly rubbed against his neck.

She changed into a comfortable sleeping position and continued sleeping.

Hector Chaucer dared not move a bit.

This was the first time Tiana Linden was this close to him.

Finally, his large palm gently landed on her head, stroking gently, "Sleep now!"

The man’s distinct fingers eventually swept through her short hair, landing on her cheek.

Sometime after ten at night.

The doorbell of Leo Sutton’s house rang.

The one pressing the doorbell was Gordon Lowell.

The one answering the door was Leo Sutton, along with Catherine Armstrong standing beside him.

The two saw Gordon Lowell at the door, and beside him, Hector Chaucer holding Tiana Linden across his arms.

A strong fruity wine aroma hit their noses.

In the powerful arms of Hector Chaucer stood a tipsily dazed Tiana Linden.

The scene was as sweet and warm as in a love drama.

Leo Sutton inhaled the familiar sake scent, "Did you take Tiana to that Japanese restaurant she often went to with Aiden Grant? You even had a drink?"

In response to Leo Sutton, Hector Chaucer strode right in.

Carrying Tiana Linden in his arms, effortlessly, he went directly to Tiana Linden’s bedroom.

Daisy, barefoot, ran out from the room she shared with Laura.

Two little girls poked their heads, watching Hector Chaucer carry Tiana Linden back to the room.

Daisy tilted her head, asking the giggling Laura beside her, "Laura, did my mom go on a date with Mr. Chaucer?"

Laura pondered, "Seems like it."

Daisy giggled secretly, "Then I hope mom goes on dates with Mr. Chaucer often."

"You two little girls know nothing." Catherine Armstrong came over, shooing the two back to their room.

In another room.

Hector Chaucer took off Tiana Linden’s shoes and socks.

Gentlemen-like, his large hand held her pale ankle, placing her on the bed.

The air conditioner was a bit cool.

He pulled the blanket, covering her.

Then, the man went to the bathroom to look around, bringing back a warm towel, wiping her face, then her hands.

Making sure she was deeply asleep, he then left the room.

At the door, Leo Sutton, with a nosy expression, leaned against the wall, "You seem to be in a good mood today?"

"Tiana might be thirsty in the middle of the night, where’s your hot water?" Hector Chaucer replied, changing the subject.

Subsequently, he personally went to pour a cup of warm water for Tiana, putting it in the thermos she used, placing it at her bedside, then leaving.

Leo Sutton escorted him to the car door, "Why not let Tiana move to the villa you bought next door sooner so dating would be more convenient."

If Hector Chaucer captured Tiana Linden sooner.

Leo Sutton would be relieved.

Having gone through so much hardship, he just hoped Tiana Linden’s latter life could have more love and care.

As it seemed, Hector Chaucer was a very good choice.

That night, Tiana Linden slept especially sweetly.

Perhaps it was the sake with the fruity flavor recommended by Hector Chaucer.

She had such a sweet dream.

In her dream, it was filled with her and Daisy’s laughter and joy.

...

After four in the morning.

Daniel Linden personally stayed at the forensic department of the police bureau, finished the paternity test of Vivian Linden and James Linden.

"Young Master Linden, the results are out."

The female forensic handed a piece of the report to Daniel Linden.

Even though Daniel Linden didn’t understand genetics, a line in bold at the end was striking:

Genetic loci do not match, not biological.

Vivian Linden indeed wasn’t Dad’s biological daughter.

They were deceived miserably.

Before dawn, Daniel Linden rushed back to the Linden House overnight, pushing open James Linden’s study door.

That night, James Linden hadn’t slept a wink.

He was waiting for Daniel Linden’s results.

Though James Linden had already uncovered Vivian Linden’s true face, he still couldn’t believe he had been deceived by Sharon Sullivan and Vivian Linden.

Until seeing the non-biological paternity test report, his entire spirit entirely collapsed.

His belief of thirty years also completely crumbled.

He had been so miserably deceived by Sharon Sullivan and her daughter Vivian Linden!