One Night Surprise

Chapter 344 He’s My Son

Coming back to her senses, Fiona wiped her tears away and asked in a muffled voice, “Who is it?”

After a long while, there was still no response. Fiona froze for a moment before repeating, “Who is it?”

It was already 1:30AM. At this hour, even if the guests had any problems, they would go directly to the front desk. They would only come to her when the front desk couldn’t solve it. No one answered the door, so she was just thinking she had misheard when the knocks sounded again.

“Who is it?” She got up and walked toward the door.

The inn received all sorts of guests daily, and every room was built with a peephole, so she took a glance, but found that there was no one outside. She was just feeling suspicious when a dark shadow covered the door. Fiona’s expression changed, and she stumbled backward.

The knocks on the door turned into loud raps. A piece of paper slid under the door and rested against her toes. That feeling almost made her scream.

On the paper was a sentence written in large letters, ‘Fiona, is our son doing all right?’

Fiona’s face paled abruptly, and she was in a daze for a long time. Her legs grew weak, and she fell to the ground.

Oliver was awakened in the middle of the night by the sound of knocking on the door. He was a light sleeper, so he wouldn’t be able to sleep if there was any activity at night. When he heard the continuous knocking in the corridor, he became somewhat uneasy and rolled out of bed, then opened the door while still in his pajamas. However, there was no one in the corridor.

Downstairs, the receptionist on duty had dozed off. The door was closed, and the doorbell was quiet, so it seemed like no one had come in. Oliver hesitated for a while before walking to his mother’s room and knocking on the door.

“Mom, are you asleep?”

After a moment of silence, from inside the room came Fiona’s somewhat muffled voice. “It’s so late. Is anything wrong?”

“Oh, nothing’s wrong.” Oliver breathed a sigh of relief. “It’s just that I just heard someone knocking on the door in the hallway, but no one answered. Did you hear it?”

I didn’t hear it. You must’ve

Get some

of Oliver’s

stood by the door under the dim light. Two meters away from her was the sofa by the window, and the man in his fifties was sitting on the sofa, a

already met him. All these years, it must’ve been hard for you to raise our son alone, right?

“Shut up.”

of being heard, she lowered her voice. “Felipe, listen to

malicious. “That boy doesn’t look like he was born around that year; he’s a little too young. So, I guess the one from the Duncan Family

“You wish.”

teeth. “My sons have nothing to do with you whatsoever. Didn’t you

temper is still the same as

give people the chance to exchange pleasantries with you. It’s kind of

wanted to be with me in the first place because you want the Duncans’ family fortune. How many years have you

want the kind of romantic love where the man would

“You b*stard.”

trembling. “You were the one who plotted the scheme back then, and Jeffrey’s death was also your fault, yet you still

back?” Felipe sneered. “It’s been twenty years, and the litigation period of

think I’ll

then. It’ll be best if it becomes so high-profile that the whole world knows that the high and mighty Young Master of the Duncan Family actually has no blood relation with the Duncans whatsoever, but is

violently pushed open, and the spare key that was inserted in the cylindrical door lock gleamed. Oliver strode in and rushed

with extremely sharp senses. She figured that she exposed herself when she coaxed him to leave just now, and she was certain that Oliver had heard her entire

and there was a hint of contempt on his slightly wrinkled face. “Oh, you know how to eavesdrop. Quite capable, I’d say. Didn’t

“Shut up.”