Upon seeing the child, Nolan Lucas immediately thought of his mother.
The poor woman who, throughout her life, never enjoyed a single day of happiness.
"Tania, I..."
There were so many things he wanted to say to Tania Scott.
But when he finally saw her, he couldn't speak.
All the apologies and guilt, upon seeing her pale and fragile face, got stuck in his throat.
Nolan Lucas knew that all of this was his fault, a punishment from God.
"Pull him away from me—" Larry Scott's cold voice came from behind.
The guards quickly stepped forward and pulled Nolan Lucas away.
Larry Scott walked over and stood between Nolan Lucas and Tania Scott, his eyes sharp as an eagle's, coldly sizing up Nolan Lucas.
"Nolan Lucas, if you regret it now, it's still not too late. As long as you are willing to leave Tania and never appear in front of her or the child again, I, Larry Scott, can let go of the past. As if you never existed, and you are not this child's father."
