Hidden Desires - Family Secrets-Chapter 177 Am I not a wreck? How could I...

"I really didn’t expect Michael to know about this...?" After saying this, Luna glanced at me.

"Michael must have seen something in Laura’s diary, that’s why he told you, right?" Luna couldn’t help but ask again.

I didn’t answer, just nodded slightly.

"Actually, I’ve read that diary too. While you were in Singapore, I had people protecting you. When my people found out about you and Laura, they also brought back Laura’s belongings to me. There was only one item, her diary..." Luna said this with some reluctance to meet my eyes, her expression tinged with fear, as this was not a matter to be proud of.

At that moment, I finally realized why I hadn’t found the notebook when I was sorting through Laura’s belongings; it had already ended up in Luna’s hands.

"I read the diary, learned about your past, and of course, about Michael’s origins... But I’ve always been doubtful, I even thought about getting your hair to do a paternity test for both of you, but I never had the courage. "

"Really, Justin, there are some things better left unknown. Do you really want to know the result? If it really is..." Luna looked at me, her expression conflicted and pleading.

"Some things must be faced; there’s no escaping them. But I can’t understand, could a wreck like me really have a son? Haha..." At that moment, I reached into my pocket, only to find it empty.

Luna quickly pulled out a cigarette, the strongest kind, and lit it for me.

I took a deep breath, unsure of which outcome I hoped for.

"Knock, knock, knock..." The sound of knocking came at that moment, and a servant in black entered, handing a file to Luna.

Both Luna and I knew what was in that file.

Luna, holding the file, looked at me, biting her lip nervously, as tense as I was...

I took a deep breath, then reached out my hand, signaling for Luna to hand me the test results.

Luna, holding the report, bit her lower lip, her face showing intense struggle.

After a long thought, she put the report behind her back, closed her eyes, and shook her head violently, her hair whipping around.

Seeing this, I stood up from my chair, approached Luna, and reached out again, but Luna looked at me, her eyes pleading.

Seeing Luna’s expression only increased my curiosity about the report.

Finally, I reached around to Luna’s back, my arm sliding across her slim waist, and felt the file.

I tugged at the file a few times, and finally, Luna let go.

I took the file, took another deep breath, then untied the string of the file and pulled out the report.

As I took the report out, I reflexively closed my eyes, still somewhat fearful, then forced myself to look at the report.

Seeing the result, my expression remained calm.

Then, I took out a lighter and set the report on fire.

The report burned in my hand without much heat, the room, once filled with the scent of books, now clouded with thick smoke, adding a flaw to the room.

"What do you decide to do?" Luna, seeing my calm demeanor, was very worried.

If I had shown some agitation, perhaps she would have felt more at ease, but I was unusually calm.

"You knew the answer already, didn’t you?" Luna didn’t even look at the report before asking me, indicating she already knew the answer.

Perhaps she had already obtained DNA tests for me and Michael before.

Although I appeared calm, inside, I was facing a tumultuous storm.

The report confirmed that Michael and I were directly related by blood...

If it had been earlier, I would have been thrilled, as having a descendant was my greatest regret, thinking it impossible now.

But now, I actually had a son, but...

"Yes... yes..." Luna couldn’t meet my gaze, her head bowed in turmoil.

"If he wasn’t... how could I let him go so easily? Why would I send him to school? It’s all because of you...

Justin, you need to stay calm now, don’t act rashly..." Luna said, lifting her head, her eyes pleading, seemingly urging me to let her take Michael abroad, understanding the difficulty in my heart.

"Am I not a wreck? How could I..." I returned to my chair, rubbing my temples.

At this moment, I still couldn’t believe it, but I trusted the authenticity and authority of the report.

"I’ve consulted with doctors, your condition is likely acquired around the time of your marriage; you weren’t like this before... "

"There’s still hope for recovery, I’ll find the best doctors for you, you can still have other children..." Luna’s face was hopeful, her tone full of persuasion, but she was afraid of angering me, who was emotionally unstable at the moment.

"Bring Michael in..." I waved my hand to cut off Luna’s words, now that I knew the answer, it was time to talk to Michael in a different way.

Luna looked at me, then sighed and walked out of the room, her figure looking very forlorn, but at this moment, I no longer cared about that.

After a while, Michael entered the room, his face showing a bit of nervousness.

He had only found the answer in Laura’s diary, but he himself was not sure of it all, as no one can be 100% certain, only trusting the scientific test results.

"Why did that Singaporean father abuse your mother and you? You can continue now..." I said to Michael, not revealing the answer, perhaps my question had indirectly told him the answer.

Michael hesitated upon hearing my question but then calmed down.

He probably cared a lot about my decision, wondering what he had thought about alone in the living room, no longer as arrogant as before.

"In my mother’s diary, it said that right after I was born, that maniac already knew something. He thought my mother was unfaithful, bringing him shame, so from that time on, he completely changed."

"According to the diary, actually, before my birth, he was very good to my mother, but my birth changed everything. After that, he rarely looked at me, spent all day drinking outside, and finding other women."

"Initially, he was somewhat harmonious with my mother, not too excessive, but eventually, his personality became more and more extreme, and his attitude towards my mother gradually changed."

"My mother didn’t explain anything, didn’t admit or deny, just silently endured his abuse. From the time I can remember, I was subjected to his beatings, and even walking outside, no one wanted to play with me, even calling me names..."

"Because of this, he and my mother moved houses more than once, but because I didn’t look like a Singaporean child at all, wherever we moved, people knew I wasn’t his biological son."

"When I grew up to be about eight or nine years old, I don’t know how many times we had moved, how many places we had changed. "

"But as I grew older, perhaps because I grew up in Singapore, my body adapted to the local environment. My appearance and features changed, and the rumors started to fade. However, his hatred for my mother and me did not lessen at all."

"My mother was always strong, just enduring his abuse. In the diary, my mother said that this was her debt to him, as if paying off a debt..."

"Actually, before the child was born, my mother didn’t expect the child to be..." Michael’s expression changed with his tone, his feelings for Laura very deep, the sorrow in his eyes when he spoke of Laura was genuine.

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