CHAPTER 578: CHAPTER 578: REUNION

"Never... Never forgive me?" President Kane’s mother seemed unable to believe her ears, "Ian, I am your grandmother! You’re forsaking your grandmother for that witch?"

"She’s not a witch, she’s my mommy."

Ian Keane angrily shouted at his grandmother.

"She’s not your mommy, she’s a witch! You were raised by your grandmother, you can’t treat her like this for Ivana, Ian, do you understand?"

Unable to accept how Ian was treating her, President Kane’s mother suddenly snarled at the little boy.

"She’s not."

Ian Keane’s eyes glowed with a wolf-like red light, as if at any moment he would lunge at his grandmother and do something uncontrollable.

Leon Keane noticed Ian’s unusual behavior and quickly pulled him into his arms, shouting at his mother who still wanted to say more, "Stop provoking Ian, his illness has flared up."

President Kane’s mother’s voice stuck in her throat, staring at the little boy glaring at her with a fierce and unfamiliar look, she was frightened, her fingers trembled uncontrollably, "How could he get sick? I didn’t provoke Ian, it’s him constantly provoking me for Ivana..."

President Kane’s mother was unwilling to admit it was her fault, even at this moment, she thought it was Ivana’s fault, including Ian’s illness, also caused by Ivana, having nothing to do with her.

Leon Keane saw that his mother was beyond saving, he furrowed his eyebrows and told the bodyguard, "Take Mrs. Kane away."

The bodyguard replied respectfully, "Yes, President Kane."

"Don’t touch me, I won’t leave, why should I be the one to go? It should be Ivana who gets out. Leon, I’m your mother, you can’t treat me this way for a woman."

President Kane’s mother was captured by the bodyguard, and she resisted in great dissatisfaction, but she was no match for the bodyguard.

As she was taken out, President Kane’s mother shouted sharply at Leon Keane, "Leon Keane, treating your mother like this, do you have any humanity? You’ll pay for this, Leon Keane... you definitely will."

Leon Keane’s handsome face was as cold as ice, a mother cursing her own son like this, wasn’t it his retribution?

Leon Keane stroked Ian’s head, held the little boy’s face tightly in his arms, hearing the little boy make wolf-like sounds in his embrace, he felt a wave of heartache.

"Ian, it’s okay now, Grandma has been sent away by daddy, no one will hurt your mommy anymore."

Leon Keane whispered into Ian’s ear, "Your mommy is now with Timmy, does Ian want to go reunite with them?"

Hearing this, Ian gradually calmed down, after a moment, the red in his eyes faded, replaced by clarity, "I want to, Ian wants to reunite with mommy and brother right away."

"Good, daddy will take you there, but before we go, we need to take care of the wounds on your hands first."

Leon Keane picked up Ian’s blood-stained little hands, because he had used too much force earlier, the wounds on his two little hands had split open, the blood already dyed his sleeves and fingers.

Arriving at the hospital.

Leon Keane took Ian again for suturing, the doctor cautioned not to exert any more force, if the wounds split open again, it could affect the function of both hands, in serious cases could even lead to infection.

"Ian, did you hear that? Don’t exert force anymore, don’t let your mommy worry."

Through the incident with his mother, Leon Keane had thoroughly seen clearly, in this little boy’s heart, who was the most important person? Only by mentioning Ivana would Ian care for his little hands.

"Hmm."

Ian nodded.

As they walked out, Ian paused.

"Daddy, I don’t want to go see mommy and brother, I want to go home first."

Leon Keane looked down, noticing the boy’s conflicted expression, seemingly having made a significant decision, he immediately understood, Ian didn’t want to go to Ivana’s hospital room with his injured hands; this little guy was afraid Ivana would worry about him.

"Okay, I’ll have the driver take you back."

Ian hadn’t been back for long when Leon got a call saying Ivana wanted to video call him.

The disappointment in Ian’s heart vanished, he raised his little hand, ready to make the call, but Aunt Golding stopped him.

"Ian, let me do it, your hand shouldn’t move anymore."

Aunt Golding’s eyes were red, the little boy’s injuries on his hands were too severe, what exactly happened? Ian didn’t say, she couldn’t ask too much, aside from feeling distressed, just distressed.

"Aunt Golding, don’t tell mommy about my hand injuries, mommy is at the hospital now."

"Huh? Why is your mommy at the hospital?"

Ian pursed his little lips, unwilling to say more.

Aunt Golding knew the child’s character, didn’t ask further.

"Okay, Aunt Golding understands, won’t let your mommy worry."

Opened the video call.

Ian saw Ivana on the hospital bed, she smiled warmly at him.

"Mommy."

Seeing Ivana normally should make Ian happy, but at this moment seeing Ivana lying on the bed, his nose was a bit sour, his eyes moistened.

"Mommy’s fine, mommy’s good! Ian can’t cry!"

Ian sniffed and suppressed the tears in his eyes, "I’m not Timmy, I won’t cry."

Timmy Monroe’s little head appeared in the video, leaning on Ivana’s shoulder, "Brother, you can’t make fun of me, I’m strong now."

The mother and her sons talked for about half an hour before ending the call.

More than ten days have passed.

It was Ivana’s discharge day, Leon Keane brought flowers and brought along an elderly person.

Seeing Lady Kane walk in, Ivana’s smile vanished.

"Hmph!"

Timmy didn’t call "Grandma" warmly like before, he hmphed at the old lady, expressing his dissatisfaction.

Lady Kane’s old face was ashamed, looking at Ivana, she said, "I know, you hate me. You have every right to hate me, after all, this matter is my fault."

"Honey, Grandma regretted what she did to you all along while she was in the hospital..."

Lady Kane raised her hand and interrupted Leon Keane.

"Leon, don’t talk, let me finish."

Leon Keane closed his mouth.

Lady Kane continued, "Ivana, I came this time firstly to apologize to you, and secondly to thank you for saving me. Allowing these old bones to see another Kane family bloodline being born."

Ivana looked at Lady Kane, the elder’s hair was white, at this moment without any airs, very sincerely apologizing to her, Ivana couldn’t help but think of her own grandfather, an acid feeling welled in her heart, this elder at such an age truly didn’t have many years left to live.

"It’s all in the past, I don’t hate you anymore now."

Ivana placed her hand lightly on her abdomen, her hatred for Lady Kane dissipated partly because of Lady Kane’s age, and partly because Lady Kane was different from President Kane’s mother; the elder cared for the child in her womb.

"Thank you, Ivana."

Lady Kane’s eyes were misted with tears upon hearing Ivana’s words.