Married Ex–Fiancé’s Uncle
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Chapter 27 Marcus Has a Son?
“So, what about your son? How old is he?” Abigail asked the question that had been on her mind, “You said he was in poor health. What exactly is wrong with him?”
Marcus‘ parents didn’t need to live with them, but it was very likely that his child would need to come live with them in the future.
The more she knew now, the easier it would be to get along later.
Abigail had never raised a child before. She had only interacted with her relatives‘ kids.
They were mischievous kids who wore her out more than working ten days in a row.
She wondered what Marcus‘ son would be like.
Marcus‘ fingers tightened slightly around his fork. His voice lowered as he said, “He’s six years old.”
She thought, “Six?”
Abigail remembered seeing Marcus‘ ID at City Hall.
He was twenty–seven this year.
That meant he had his child at twenty–one!
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“As for his illness…”
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Marcus hesitated, a brief shadow of pain crossing his eyes. “He has autism.”
Hearing this, Abigail felt a wave of sympathy wash over her.
She had once visited a welfare center to give a psychology talk and had seen autistic children firsthand.
They were completely lost in their own world, and it was heartbreaking.
Now Abigail truly understood why Marcus had married her. It wasn’t just for a companion. It was for someone who could help take care of his son.
If his child were healthy, they could simply hire a nanny.
There would be no need to involve her in his marriage.
Once she realized this, Abigail felt a sense of relief.
She looked at Marcus and said, “I minored in child psychology in college. Maybe I can help. You can bring him over, and we’ll work together to help him.”
Marcus gazed at her deeply. “Aren’t you scared?”
After all, this was a child with autism. Even the best psychologists in the country hadn’t been able to help him.
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There was a chance he might never improve.
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Abigail smiled gently. “Scared? Why would I be? Once I decided to marry you, that child became my responsibility, too.”
She wouldn’t have agreed to marry him so quickly, knowing he had a son, if she hadn’t thought this through.
“Alright, I’ll talk to my family,” Marcus said calmly.
The two of them continued their meal.
Meanwhile, Danna had been waiting outside for over an hour before finally being seated in the restaurant.
But the only table available was in a terrible spot, with no view of the night skyline.
The service was also subpar, completely different from how Sean treated Marcus. The contrast was stark.
Danna seethed with frustration, still wondering who that pretty man really was.
Then, she spotted Caroline and Felix walking hand–in–hand…
A sly smile crossed Danna’s face as she quickly walked over.
“Caroline, Mr. Felix Fitzgerald, what a coincidence! You’re here too?”
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Caroline and Danna had vented about Abigail to each other more than once, so they had some kind of camaraderie.
Caroline stood up politely. “Danna, you’re here too? Do you want to join us?”
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“You two are on a date, so I won’t interrupt,” Danna waved her hand dismissively and then feigned a sad expression. “Ah, Caroline, you’re so nice, not like some people. I’ve known her for years. I tried to greet her earlier, but she acted like she didn’t even see me, as if her eyes were on the top of her head!
“She’s only married to a man who’s somewhat decent–looking. I really don’t get what’s so great about that.”
As soon as Danna said this, the atmosphere at the table turned awkward.
Caroline stole a glance at Felix, noticing he was turning his glass in his hand, looking as calm as ever.
But the tension around him was palpable.
Caroline casually asked, trying to act nonchalant, “Did you run into Abigail and… her friend earlier?”
Danna met Felix’s darkened expression and, with a pointed tone, replied, “I did. The man with her… He kind of looks like Mr. Felix Fitzgerald. But how could that pretty boy compare to Mr. Felix Fitzgerald? Abigail must be out of her mind…”
Bang!
Chapter 27 Marcus Has a Son? Felix slammed his glass down on the table.
