Unwilling Trophy Wife (Serena and Victor) novel Chapter 79

Chapter 79

Leon had barely regained consciousness when Victor and Elies arrived at the hospital Victor stared at his son, lying pale and barely bathing on the hospital bed

Leon’s face was drained of all color. His breathing was so faint and fragile, and it seemed it might case at any moment,

Just a few hours ago, Victor had harshly accused Leon of faking illness, Now, thinking back, he was overwhelmed with regret. He even just slap himself.

Victor approached Leon’s bedside cautiously, his voice trembling with emotion. “Leon, I’m so sorry failed to take good care of you

Leon’s eyes shifted slowly toward Victor. His frail little body huddled deeper under i from his father’s concern.

Elra stood behind Victor, staring at the fail Leon on the hospital bed

blanket as he turned his back, deliberately shutting himself off

“What a waste. I hope he dies, she thought coldly. However, putting on a show of concern, she forced a caring expression and tiptoed to the bedside.

“Leon, how are you feeling! Are you feeling unwell anywhere? Eliza deliberately slowed her speech and reached out to stroke Leon’s forehead, but Leon turned his head away, avoiding her touch.

Eliza’s hand froze mid-air before she awkwardly withdrew it with feigned composure.

Albert took in the scene, then turned to fix Victor with a furious glare and bellowed. “Is this what you call taking good care of Leon? Just look at him now -you nearly got him killed. What kind of father are you supposed to be?”

Victor hung his head in shame, unable to meet his father’s furious game. He stammered weakly, “Dad, I was wrong. This is all my fault. I’ve been utterly negligent”

“Negligent? You really think it can explain this? This is sheer idiocy Albert was shaking with fury. He roared. “Today, I’m going to teach you a lesson you’ll never forget.”

His hands trembling with rage, Albert raised his cane and brought it down on Victor with brutal force.

The cane whistled through the air before landing brutal blows across Victor’s face and shoulders.

Victor let out a muffled grunt, gritted his teeth, and stood his ground without flinching

Leon flinched at the sudden roar. Already weak and exhausted, he instinctively curled deeper into the blankets, his tiny frame trembling faintly.

Seeing this, Albert immediately dropped his cane and rushed to Leon’s bedside, very concerned. His trembling hand gently stroked Leon’s head as his voice softened. “There, there, Leon. I’m here now. You’re safe.”

Victor hastily reached out to comfort Leon, only to be shoved aside by his father. He staggered back several steps, nearly falling. His face stung with searing pain, but he bit back any cry, not daring to make a sound.

“Dad, it’s all my fault. I let Leon down. I haven’t been the father I should be. I-“Victor choked out, his voice trembling with guilt

“Unbelievable. Damn my foolish trust. I must be going senile to ever think you could care for Leon. Today, I’ll make sure you learn your lesson.” Albert snatched up the cane he had thrown aside moments before and swung it viciously at Victor once more.

Seeing this, Eliza hastily stepped forward, positioning herself protectively in front of Victor. With an artfully pitiful expression voice. “Mr. Powell, please. Victor didn’t mean po. Could you forgive him just this once?”

leaded in a trembirg

“Shut up. This isn’t your place to speak. Cut the act. Do you think I don’t know exactly what you’re up to?” Albert snapped.

“Mr. Powell, you’ve misunderstood me. My feelings for Vic are genuine,” said Eliza

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