A Journey from Bitterness to Truth (Matilda and Yvan) novel Chapter 153

Chapter 153 

Louan chuckled, the wisdom in his five–year–old eyes dancing like mischievous sprites. “They’ve even taken me away, no way Mommy’s fine.” 

At that moment, Adrian had to admit that he had been outsmarted by a child. 

“Don’t worry too much, kiddo, your mom’s got company.” Adrian tried to offer some comfort, but Logan’s bright eyes suddenly dimmed. “Is it Mr. Boyd with her?” 

The title ‘Dad‘ had long since fallen from his vocabulary, replaced with the more distant Mr. 

Boyd.‘ 

A chill ran through Adrian as he replied, “Yes.” 

He didn’t understand why he felt like running away. Seeing Yvan pacing anxiously outside the OR, he was hit with an urge to bolt. 

Adrian let out a self–deprecating chuckle and gently caressed Logan’s cheek. “Let the grown–ups handle grown–up stuff, buddy.” 

Logan’s gaze was unsettlingly mature for a five–year–old. In a soft voice, he said, “Mom won’t want to see Mr. Boyd. Sir, could you be there for her instead of me?” 

Those 

e words shook Adrian to the core. He asked reflexively. “Why would you say that?” 

Logan’s expression remained unfazed. “Mom’s going to be furious with Mr. Boyd when she wakes up. To keep him from upsetting her again, Sir, I need your help.” 

The calmness in his voice as he spoke such heartbreaking words – was this really just a five–year–old? 

Shaking his head 

Ito clear his thoughts, Adrian looked into Logan’s eyes and replied softly, “Okay, when she wakes up, I’ll be there for her.” 

A sweet smile bloomed on Logan’s face, and for a moment, he was just an innocent child. 

“Thanks.” 

Adrian sighed inwardly, his heart aching slightly as he watched Logan. It was pity, he realized. 

When Matilda came to, the piercing sunlight streaming through the window made her blink. uncomfortably. 

She felt as if she’d been asleep for ages, clawing her way out of darkness back into the world. 

It took a moment for her mind to gather itself. She looked around at what appeared to be a private hospital room, alone with an IV needle in her arm. 

Matilda stared at the recent pinpricks on her hand, her skin still marred by their invasion. 

Just then, the door opened, and Adrian walked in, his hands casually pocketed. He squinted 

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slightly at the sight of Matilda and said in a gentle voice, “Awake?”