All Chapters of The Lost Heir Of Sargent: Chapter 411
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YOU DON'T HAVE TO APOLOGISE
"Son?" The old man was still in a state of disbelief wondering whether he heard it correctly or not.The room felt too small for the silence.Christian himself stood frozen, and the words were still hanging in the air like something he could not take back.'I’m his son.'The nurse blinked once, nodded, and wrote something down on the form.The old man, however, did not move for a few seconds.His eyes, sharp and calculating, slowly narrowed as he stared at Christian as if he were trying to peel him apart layer by layer to know the truth."Your name?" The nurse asked in a professional tone, Christian calmly replied. "Christian."She handed him the clipboard. "Please sign here, sir." His hand shook slightly as he signed, the letters of his name looked foreign, crooked, as though they belonged to someone else."Before discharge once meet the doctor to get prescribed medication and also to know how to use them," the nurse informed him, "by the way, don't forget to settle the payment." C
THAT IS NOT WEAKNESS
"I will choose anyone I want," Adrian said quietly, his voice steady despite the pain lacing through his body. "It is none of your concern regarding whom I choose, you better not pay attention to my life or things I do." The words fell into the room like a sharp blade.The old man’s eyes darkened at the way Adrian spoke, but he did not raise his voice as he knew Adrian is still angry with him."After everything I taught you," he said slowly, "still, you chose softness.... What exactly is wrong with you, Rian?" Adrian’s jaw tightened, the hand that wasn’t wrapped in bandages curled into a fist beneath the blanket, because he knew his father never changes, and to him nothing is important even own family."If I had listened to you," he replied, "I would have become exactly like you, and I know what that would’ve cost me, I'm not ready to listen to you or your words anymore." The old man studied him for a long moment. "You threw away an empire just to protect a weakling...." Adrian’s
SCARED?
"Chris," Adrian's eyes fixed on Christian’s face as he stayed silent, "What's wrong? Why aren't you saying anything?" Adrian’s voice was calm when he asked it.Almost too calm, and Christian’s breath caught.For a moment, the steady beeping of the monitor was the only sound in the room. He had been holding Adrian’s hand just seconds ago, grounding himself in the warmth, the proof that Adrian was still here. Now his fingers tightened unconsciously, as if letting go would make everything unravel."I…" Christian swallowed hard. "I didn’t tell him anything... I don't even know that he is your father...." Adrian studied him, not accusing, not doubting, but just searching."Then why?" he asked quietly. "Why would he call you that? Why is he thinking that you're my son?" Christian looked down at their joined hands, his knuckles were pale from how tightly he was holding on. He hadn’t even realized he was trembling until now."When the nurse asked," Christian said slowly, choosing each w
OF WHAT?
"Mr. Adrian," Christian gently asked, "What do you want to eat for lunch? I'll order now."Adrian smiled with a calm look, "anything is fine." "Yeah... Yeah," Christian grinned, "we both can eat anything right now after eating the food you cooked." Adrian who understood Christian is teasing him, rolled his eyes, "be grateful that I taught you how to be humble..." "With your cooking skills, right?" Christian continued it for him, both of them laughed at their own joke, and Christian became busy in scrolling through his mobile in order to choose their lunch from a good restaurant.Adrian asked out of curiosity, "which restaurant are you choosing?" "One of the most popular restaurants," Christian smirked, and that smirk made Adrian wonder, "did you win a lottery or what?"Christian proudly answered, "I already won a lottery by being my mother's son no need to win another one." "I didn't understand!" Christian pulled out the four cards he got from his aunts and uncles, "my uncles an
OF WHAT?
"Mr. Adrian," Christian gently asked, "What do you want to eat for lunch? I'll order now."Adrian smiled with a calm look, "anything is fine." "Yeah... Yeah," Christian grinned, "we both can eat anything right now after eating the food you cooked." Adrian who understood Christian is teasing him, rolled his eyes, "be grateful that I taught you how to be humble..." "With your cooking skills, right?" Christian continued it for him, both of them laughed at their own joke, and Christian became busy in scrolling through his mobile in order to choose their lunch from a good restaurant.Adrian asked out of curiosity, "which restaurant are you choosing?" "One of the most popular restaurants," Christian smirked, and that smirk made Adrian wonder, "did you win a lottery or what?"Christian proudly answered, "I already won a lottery by being my mother's son no need to win another one." "I didn't understand!"
IT IS NECESSARY
"The promise," Adrian said reminding Christian of their earlier conversation. "About walking away if it gets dangerous, I never thought you'd have short term memory loss, do you?""I've no such disease for godsake!" "Then why did you forget it that easily? It's not even an hour." Christian tightened his jaw. "I didn't forget it, it's just I didn't pay much attention because I already answered, if you can't remember my answer, it's better if we go through another scanning to check what's wrong with your brain.... Should I talk to the doctor about this?" "No thanks," Adrian forced a smile, "I'm fine, and to be frank, you didn't answer, it's called dodging, you better learn the difference in between both terms." Christian exhaled slowly. "I can’t promise to abandon someone I care about, that's not in my blood, even you've no right to ask such a promise from me, I hope you clearly understand my answer now." Adrian’s eyes darkene
BOSSY!
"To call me," Adrian clarified with an awkward face, "that word again, so that next time it'll sound more natural when you use it infront of others, in that way people will not suspect."Adrian used up all the stupid excuses, just to make his son to call him dad, though his actions felt silly to himself, yet he didn't hesitate.Christian’s ears turned red instantly, "Oh." Adrian’s lips twitched. "If you're uncomfortable, you don’t have to force yourself." "Who said I'm uncomfortable? I said I’d try," Christian said defensively. "Since I've said it already, I'll do my best." "You also said only in front of others, didn't you?" Christian glanced down, then back up. "Hey why are you pushing all the blame towards me? Don't you know why I've said it like that?" "No, I don't know..." "It's because of you," Christian stared at Adrian with an accusatory look, "you lectured and almost scolded me for addressing you
DON'T FLATTER YOURSELF
"That role," Adrian said while stressing the word 'role', so that Christian would understand regarding what he is saying, "if it makes you feel heavy or stressed, it's okay to decline." Christian frowned slightly. "I didn't feel heavy or stressed, so stop worrying about how I feel, and start worrying about how to get healed quickly." Adrian studied his face calmly, there were no signs of stress, hesitation, not even fear.Just… Confidence, that's all he managed to see in both Christian's words and eyes.The automatic doors slid open with a soft hiss.Outside, the afternoon air felt too bright after the hospital’s sterile lighting, and a black car waited at the entrance for them.Riven opened the door immediately. "Careful, my lord." Christian moved instinctively, placing one hand on Adrian’s shoulder, steadying him as he stood. Adrian leaned on him, only slightly, but the shift was unmistakable.
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USING MY OWN WORDS AGAINST ME?
"Umm," Christian looked away for a second, fingers tugging lightly at the edge of the blanket as if buying himself time."Like you’re measuring me," he said finally. "As if I’m something that needs constant evaluation." Adrian blinked once. "You're too good at misunderstanding things, actually that’s not what I’m doing." Christian glanced back at him. "Then what are you doing? What's with that stare of yours?":Adrian hesitated.Not long.Just enough."That look," Christian continued quietly, "you wear it when you’re preparing for danger, I’ve seen it before, but right now, nothing’s happening… so why are you still looking at me like I’m about to be hurt? Why do you always think I'll be in danger? Am I that weak in your eyes? Do you think I can't protect myself or am I incapable of protecting myself?" The room fell into a stillness that felt heavier than silence.Adrian exhaled slowly and leaned back against the couch."You were never weak in my eyes, you're the most strongest pers
A WHAT?
"Sugar less?" Christian raised an eyebrow while looking at Adrian, and Adrian smiled in return, "as always, no need to ask me again and again, it's not like my preferences going to change." Christian sighed while making the tea, "how can someone like bitter things?""When you reach my age, you'll understand!" Christian rolled his eyes in return, "if so, I prefer to stay young rather than turning old and liking bitter things..." "As if you can," Adrian laughed playfully at Christian's words.The evening sunlight filtered through the curtains, soft and golden, settling across the living room in a calm glow. The apartment felt unusually peaceful. The faint clink of porcelain echoed as Adrian poured tea into two cups, the steam rising between them like a quiet truce.Christian leaned back against the couch, one leg folded beneath him, watching Adrian with mild suspicion."You’re pouring tea like you’re negotiating a treaty, he said dryly. "I made tea and you're pouring it, that too i