Purchased A Mr. Right

Chapter 1786

After washing her up, Wilson took her out of the bathroom.

Tina had already placed the dishes on the table one by one. The nutritious takeout came from the popular high- end restaurant in the city. At this time, all of them could smell the aroma wafting through the house. NôvelDrama.Org content.

They opened the package, cut the cake into small pieces, and sat down to have a meal as usual.

Tina held her chopsticks tight and looked at Isla uneasily, afraid that she would be too depressed to have a good meal.

Fortunately, what she felt worried about did not happen.

Perhaps it took her too much energy to cry. Isla ate a small bowl of rice and two pieces of cake in a row. Then there followed a loud burp. It seemed that her appetite was not affected.

It was just that she was not as lively as before while eating.

She sat there and ate, hanging her head down.

Like Tina, Wilson paid all his attention to Isla. He put down his chopsticks and asked with a sigh, "Are you starting to hate me?"

Isla pursed her lips.

After all, she was just a little child, innocent and naive. Being tricked by him, she muttered in a low voice, "I didn't say that I hated you..."

Isla didn't hate him at all. She just felt heartbroken whenever she thought that her bossy president fell in love with someone else.

Thinking of this, she wanted to cry again.

Isla raised her eyes and said in a sad tone, "But you're a jerk now!"

Wilson was taken aback.

Tina, standing aside, tried hard to suppress her smile.

Although she was worried about her daughter now, she felt it quite amused.

Anyway, he was still accused of being a jerk...

Wilson coughed embarrassedly. "Isla, but I'm not a jerk at all!"

Isla looked extremely aggrieved, her eyes bloodshot. "Yes, you are! You don't want me anymore! Woo..."

"I didn't abandon you!" Wilson put down his chopsticks and looked at her seriously. "Isla, I promised you that I would stay with you. Have you forgotten that? I won't break my promise! Besides, I have something very important to tell you!"

Hearing this, Tina was stunned.

She might have guessed what Wilson was going to say next, so she couldn't help clenching her hands nervously.

Wilson paused for a while, seemingly to gather up some courage, and said solemnly, "Isla, well... I am your father!"

Hearing this, Isla remained very calm. She cast a casual glance at him and said in a sweet, childish voice, "I knew it! Now that you are in love with my mom, you want to be my step-father!"

In her judgment, Wilson said so totally because he was with her mom now.

Wilson corrected her. "Not step- father. I'm your biological father!"

Isla tilted her head to the left and looked at him with blinking eyes. "Hey, bossy president, did you lie to me because you saw me as an ignorant child? That's an unrealistic plot on TV!"

Wilson was at a loss for words.

Seeing this, Tina quickly added, "Babe, he didn't lie to you. He is your father!"

Isla turned to look at Wilson.

She was very distressed and asked with a confused expression, "But didn't you say that my dad went to work somewhere far away?"

This was what Tina had told her since she was born.

Isla, always being very obedient and sensible, never asked more about it. But in fact, she had always believed that her father had passed away a long time ago.

Wilson felt bitter in his heart. Thinking of his four-year absence in her life as her father, he felt very guilty.

He touched her head and said slowly, "I can't explain it clearly to you for the time being, but there is one thing you should believe: I am really your father. I didn't lie to you about that!"

Isla hesitated for a while and asked, "Do you have any evidence?"

Aunt Malee had told her that to prove something was true in a society ruled by law, evidence was a must!

Isla put a particularly serious look on her little face, trying to tell them that she would not be easily fooled.

Wilson said, slightly raising the corner of his mouth. "Yes, we are father and daughter related by blood! It means that we share some DNA in our bodies. The DNA paternity testing can determine whether I'm your biological father. You know what, the test result showed that the probability of paternity is as high as 99%!"

Isla blinked her eyes and listened carefully, trying hard to digest what he said.

After a while, she lowered her little face, seemingly to have been lost in thought.

As night fell outside, the lights of the hospital lit up one by one.

While Isla went to the bathroom, Tina pulled Wilson outside of the ward.

She said, "I didn't expect you to tell her the truth!"

Wilson paused before saying, "Although the reality doesn't sound that good to her, it's no longer suitable for us to keep it a secret. Besides, I've always wanted to hear her call me dad!"

He then let out a low sigh.

Tina knew he was suffering in his heart at this time.

She held his big hand and comforted him in a soft voice. "Actually, she instinctively feels very dependent on you. She loves you because you seem to be a great father in her eyes! After all, she is just a little girl. I believe that she can accept you as long as she gets used to it for a while!"

Under the light in the corridor, Wilson could see his figure in Tina's clear eyes.

She looked deeply into his eyes with a twinkle in her eye, which suddenly set his heart at ease.

He nodded with a smile. "Okay!"

He had never accompanied Isla as her father in the past four years, which was also a great pity for him.

The moment he learned about it, Wilson was anxious to compensate her for his absence of four years, wishing that he could make it up to her all at once.

As long as he thought that he could hear Isla call him dad, he was full of excitement.

The ward door was pushed open from the inside, and a small head poked through the doorway. Isla, her big watery eyes twinkled as she looked up at them. Then she said, pretending to be mature, "Mom, bossy president, you two go back first. Leave me alone!"

On the next sunny morning, Malee pushed open the door of a senior ward in the pediatric department.

She had just got off the plane last night. When she learned that Isla would be discharged from the hospital today, she put aside other things and hurried here.

During the treatment, her attending doctor had always been cautious. Later on, he even changed a better postoperative plan for her. In the future, apart from the treatment, Isla was just required to come back for a check at set intervals. Isla didn't have to stay in the hospital every day.

When Malee went in, only Isla was there.

It was not until the afternoon that all the formalities would be completed. The little girl was still wearing a hospital gown, her two chubby hands cupping her head. She seemed rather melancholy.

After uttering a sigh, Isla lay back on the bed.

Seeing this, Malee walked over worriedly. "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

Isla nodded twice.

She covered her chest with her chubby little hands and said sadly, "I'm heartbroken!"

"Huh?" Malee was stunned.

Isla's little face fell. "Oh, Malee, I lost my love!"

Malee was rather surprised.