CHAPTER 605: CHAPTER 605: SERENA’S ILLNESS

The father of the Keane family rushed in and grabbed Leon Keane by the collar, punching him hard in the chest as he suppressed his fiery anger and said, "You get out of here right now, and if you so much as touch a hair on her head, I won’t let you off."

Leon Keane’s gaze was still fixed on the woman and the fake child. After taking a punch from his father, he groaned, the force of the punch impacting his chest significantly, causing pain that made him frown, as he clasped his father’s hand that was clutching his collar.

"Let go."

Leon said coldly.

"Get out."

His father’s eyes widened in anger, blood rushing to his face, turning it a noticeable shade of red.

He was like an angry old leopard, wanting to tear Leon apart, but unfortunately, Leon, being in his prime, was like a young and powerful panther. How could the old leopard compete with the young one?

The father’s hand trembled in Leon’s grip, infuriated, he swung his other fist towards Leon.

"What are you doing?"

The woman suddenly spoke, her eyes filled with terror as she looked at the two men about to fight, clutching the fake baby in her arms even tighter.

The father quickly turned his head, giving the woman a warm smile, "It’s nothing, I’m just messing with him!"

The woman shook her head, constantly retreating, "You are not playing, you are here to steal my child, you are bad people, get out, I can’t be without my child, I can’t be without my child..."

Her final words were shouted hysterically through tears.

Leon was stunned. Fake child, woman, this woman was not in her right mind...

Seeing this, the father withdrew his hand, no longer concerned with Leon, and ran to the woman’s side, "Serena, no one is taking your child, I’ve driven away all the bad people, don’t be afraid, okay?"

Serena suddenly picked up something from the ground and hurled it at the father, "Stay away, you are not my husband, you are also a bad person, you are with them, you also want to take my child, get out."

She screamed sharply at the father, and then suddenly seemed to recall something, anxiously looking at the "child" in her arms, she spoke softly, "Baby, don’t be afraid, Mommy didn’t mean to scare you by raising her voice, Mommy’s just afraid of losing you..."

The father’s forehead was broken by the throw, blood streamed out, and he covered his wounded head, not daring to take a step forward. Seeing Serena like this made him shed tears of anguish.

"Dad, your head..." was injured.

Leon walked over in strides, wanting to stop the bleeding on his father’s injured forehead.

The father forcefully pushed him away, saying resentfully, "Are you satisfied now?"

Leon said nothing; he didn’t expect to see such a scene upon entering...

He looked again at the woman, Serena continued to lower her head staring at the fake child in her arms, her slender hand gently patting the back of the fake child, humming a lullaby, Leon inexplicably felt sympathy for Serena.

He silently turned around and walked out of the room.

About half an hour later, Leon heard the loud sobbing of the woman from inside the room.

Leon frowned, a strange annoyance rising in his heart, wanting to go see the woman, wondering why she was crying again, but he held back, fearing his reappearance would agitate her further.

His father comforted Serena in the room, and over ten minutes later, Serena’s emotions slowly stabilized.

His father helped Serena to the bedroom, and only after she fell asleep holding the fake baby did he leave the room. Seeing Leon still there reignited his anger, "Why haven’t you left yet?"

Leon’s eyes lingered on his father’s injured forehead, "I’ll take you to the hospital."

Leon raised his wrist, checked the time, and added, "It shouldn’t take much time."

The father was ungrateful, "It’s not necessary. If you want me to live a few more years, then leave immediately and never come back. You’re never welcome here."

Since his father said so, Leon no longer bothered with his wound. His father had been stubborn since his youth, otherwise, he wouldn’t have left the Kane family for so long, not even visiting the Dowager Kane.

"I want to know who my biological mother is?" Leon said directly.

"Isn’t she in the old Kane residence?" His father responded with a sarcastic sneer.

"She isn’t." Leon took a deep breath and continued, "You wouldn’t happen to know she can’t have children, would you?"

"Can’t have children?"

His father was very shocked, he truly didn’t know about this.

His father looked closely at Leon’s handsome face, as if questioning whether Leon was indeed his own.

Gazed upon this way made Leon feel depressed, at this point, it’s a little too late to doubt his origins, isn’t it?

"She said I was brought home." Leon continued, "I want to ask, before I was born, how many women had you been with? Tell me all their information, and I’ll investigate."

The father almost coughed up blood in fury.

Is this a question a son should ask his father?

How many women had he been with? He had always only loved Serena. If it wasn’t for the Price family clinging to the engagement, and if that shameless woman from the Price family hadn’t taken advantage when he was drunk to climb into his bed, he wouldn’t have been forced by his late father to marry that insidious woman.

A sudden thought struck the father—could Leon be Serena’s child?

The father’s entire body trembled, and his fingers began to shake. Serena, because of The child’s loss back then, received a tremendous shock which caused her mental state to deteriorate, even the world’s best psychiatric doctors were powerless. If Leon really was Serena’s son, then Serena’s illness could...

The father’s eyes reddened, but soon he shook his head, gently murmuring. Back then Serena had a miscarriage; the child didn’t survive past seven months. He had seen the body at the hospital. How could the child possibly still be alive?

This was definitely a lie from the woman from the Price family, deceiving Leon.

But... this deception served no benefit to the woman from the Price family. Why would she say such deceitful things to Leon?

Leon watched his father’s face cycle through emotions—anger, excitement, confusion, contemplation—and he frowned, "Rest assured, I just want to investigate who my biological mother is. Even if I find her, I won’t disturb the woman inside."

He wasn’t sure why.

He didn’t want to hurt that woman.

Perhaps it was because she was kindred in fate with him—one lost a child, the other lost a biological mother.

Leon had considered the woman inside might be his biological mother, but the woman looked too young, like she was in her thirties. His biological mother couldn’t possibly be that young.

How could Leon know that his father’s tender care of Serena had become immeasurable? The skin care products he bought for Serena were top of the line; the health supplements she took were world-class; Serena’s appearance seemed young, but her actual age was only a few years younger than his father’s.