Fall for You After Divorce

Chapter 642

Reese arrived at the hospital, an hour had already passed.

Walking into the ward and seeing Kendra in a daze, he couldn’t help but frown, “What’s so urgent that you called me here? I have a lot of things to deal with at the company, and I have to go back for a meeting later.”

No sooner had the words left her mouth than Kendra handed him the appraisal report, saying coldly, “This is the paternity test report between Maxim and me.”

The expression on Reese’s face stiffened for a moment as he took the document and flipped to the last page. Upon seeing the line stating that the two had no parent-child relationship, he couldn’t help but angrily exclaim, “What is this nonsense? If Maxim isn’t your son, then whose is he?!”

Kendra sneered, “How would I know? Maxim has never looked like me since he was a child, but he has always resembled you, Reese. Where is my child?!”

By the time she spoke her last sentence, Kendra’s expression had already turned somewhat insane.

Reese frowned, coldly saying, “What do you mean?! Are you suspecting me of cheating?”

have it,

report on the ground, exclaiming, “Don’t go too far! Which appraisal agency did you use? I’m

sue them!”

Maxim. I just need to find someone to do a paternity test to know. Are you going to tell me the truth now, or wait until the test results come out, and I

sickroom, and Kendra’s

pillows on the bed and the fruits on the nearby table at Reese like a

you liar! You’ve been deceiving for over twenty years! Where’s my son?! What

deceived for so many years, Kendra was filled with hatred. She wished she could stab Reese

deep breath and slowly said, “Kendra, let me explain

tears, “Alright, I’d like to hear your

sat down by the sickbed, hanging his head and

everything seemed normal. But half an hour later, the child suddenly suffered a cardiac arrest and subsequently passed away. At that time, you were still unconscious. I had planned to wait until

then disappeared… I was looking at that child and suddenly a thought

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Blanche’s child to us. If I made him our child,