Love at the Wrong Table - Season 8 Episode 70

“Have you seen him before?” Abellyn, sitting in the passenger seat, also

looked surprised.

“Haha! I happened to run into him before I met you yesterday. We even ate at

the same restaurant!” Blake laughed.

“Oh,” replied Abellyn with a strange expression without saying anything else.

In her heart, today was the day she would show off in front of Ryder. She was

now a millionaire and had found the man from years ago. When Ryder came

back, she would start showing off!

Blake didn’t care about her thoughts and quickly followed her instructions to

arrive at the Lowe residence.

“The front gate is locked. If you want to see your son, you’ll have to wait for

that guy to come back!” Abellyn got out of the car and toyed with her

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fingernails, clearly not considering something like breaking in forcefully.

However, Blake was different. He just wanted to see his son as soon as

Harming

possible. And now, his heart was beating fast! Don’t tell me that the little brat I

planted a worm on for calling me ugly yesterday is actually my son!

Noticing that Blake didn’t respond to her, Abellyn turned around to see what

he was doing. To her surprise, he had disappeared. “Blake… Hey! Where is he?”

Blake jumped over the Lowe residence’s wall without a sound, forcefully

breaking into the house. As soon as he landed, he heard groans of pain. The

bad feeling within him grew stronger and stronger. Naturally, his heart

started to throb involuntarily: D*mn it! Could I have harmed my own son so

severely?!

“Aaaah!” Tommy let out another blood-curdling scream in the room.

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Blake quickly approached the window and saw Tommy half-slumped by the

bed. His face was purple and pale with dark circles under his eyes, and he

was vomiting desperately. Because he had vomited so many times, his

stomach was empty. He was also throwing up green gastric juice. He looked

extremely miserable like his life was hanging by a thread.

“My son! Oh, my son!” Blake was overwhelmed with anguish and regret. I’m

Harming His Own Son

the one who caused my son to suffer like this! “D*mn it! Magnus, that son of a

b*tch, said it would just be a stomachache! How did it turn out like this? I’m

going to kill him! Ah! He’s gonna get me killed!”

Blake cursed Magnus viciously and then slapped himself hard all of a

sudden. “No! I’m such an idiot! How could I do something so stupid? What a

fool I am! I’m such a big fool…”

Slap! Slap! Slap!

He didn’t know how to help his son, so he could only slap himself across the

face, making each slap louder than the last, swelling his own face in hopes of

making himself feel a little better. But how could he feel better about this? His

son was going to be killed by his own hands!

Just as he was about to break into the room, there was finally some noise

outside the door.

“Abellyn, why are you at the door to my house again?” Ryder had returned

with the silver needles. When he saw Abellyn, his face darkened on the spot.

“Hehe! What do you care if I’m here? I came back today to piss you off!”

retorted Abellyn with deliberate smugness while raising her chin.

“So, it really was you who did it! I’ll kill you, you shameless b*tch!” Ryder

slapped Abellyn’s face then and there.

Abellyn was stunned for a moment. Covering her face, she turned her head

and was about to scold him, but she saw him pointing at her nose and

yelling, “Did you secretly poison my son? Are you trying to kill him? What a

wicked woman you!”

Abellyn instantly turned pale with fright, looking confused. “W-What?”