Five Years Wasted Now They Beg Her Back novel Chapter 391

Dorian wasn't carrying an umbrella. His hair was plastered to his forehead, and he looked miserable.

“If you’re here to be that old bastard’s mouthpiece, you can stay outside.”

Damien didn't even bother to look up. He spoke coldly, distractedly playing with Grace’s fingers.

Dorian took a deep breath, ignoring Damien's taunt.

He walked over to the coffee table and carefully set down the box he was holding, pushing it in front of Grace.

“Grace, I know you don't believe it.”

Dorian’s voice was a bit hoarse. “To be honest, I can hardly believe it either. But Dad doesn't have much time left. He specifically asked me to bring this to you.”

Damien scoffed. “Scum like him live forever. The devil himself would be afraid of dirtying his hands on someone like that. He’s not going to die so easily.”

Dorian gritted his teeth. “Damien Clarke, show some respect! No matter what, he’s still Grace’s biological father!”

“Biological father?”

Grace, who had been silent, suddenly laughed.

The smile was faint, but it carried a bone-deep chill.

“Does he deserve to be?”

“Grace!” Dorian hurriedly opened the box. “Look! Just look at these!”

The yellowed letters and a blurry ultrasound photo were suddenly thrust into Grace’s line of sight.

Dorian pointed at the letters, speaking quickly, as if afraid of being interrupted.

“These are the love letters Dad wrote to Mom when they were young!”

“And this, this is your ultrasound photo from before you were born. On the back, it’s Mom’s own handwriting!”

“Grace, maybe we’ve all misunderstood him. Maybe he’s just… just too clumsy, and he doesn’t know how to express himself. Now that he’s about to go, all he wants is for you to see these, to let you know that you weren’t an unloved child…”

Grace’s gaze drifted past the so-called love letters and settled on the ultrasound photo.

It was her mother’s handwriting.

[My darling daughter, Mommy loves you.]

Tears fell without warning.

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