Wooing My ex-wife (Gwendolyn and Maverick)
Chapter 395

Treyton was speechless. He could only turn to Kieran and said, “Kieran, you should look at it."”

Kieran then stood up to take the paternity test report before perusing it carefully.

The end of the report stated that the two had no biological relationship, and there was even Salinsburgh's Grand Valley Hospital's seal and the hospital director's handprint on the page. "Grand Valley Hospital's director is Alban Quentin. He's my teacher, and he has a good relationship with Dad. He signed this himself this time, so it's... unlikely that it's faked." Unlikely that it's faked?

Those words struck Treyton and Sienna's hearts like a sledgehammer.

Lorelai was delighted, and she never bothered hiding her joy from the others.

However, Gwendolyn did not seem to be concerned about the paternity test. All she did was stare at Asher, who was sitting on the couch in grim silence.

"Asher, you don't look surprised. Did you already know about this a long time ago?"

"Not exactly a long time ago. I was the first to come back when the accident happened, and I immediately looked into the reason he fell down the stairs, so I learned about this only a few hours earlier than you."

Gwendolyn then raked her gaze across everyone's faces and took in their expressions. "Kieran says that this report can't be faked, and there is the hospital director's handprint on it. So, does that mean that everyone believes I'm not one of the Harrises?"

Her mother was faithful to her father. Even though she did not know where this paternity test came from, she had trust in her mother.

There was no way her mother would betray her father, let alone cheat on him and have a child after marrying him.

No matter what Evelyn said, Gwendolyn was not going to believe her.

Everyone fell silent again.

Treyton took the report and read it again and again as if he was in disbelief.

However, even his determination began to waver after he was done reading it.

Asher then sighed and said, "Let's keep this private for now, but we're canceling tomorrow's signing of the inheritance. Kieran, focus on Dad's physical health and help him recover. If there's a chance for surgery, as long as it's not too risky, we'll take it. We need Dad to wake up as soon as possible. Treyton, set aside the affairs of your entertainment company for now. Come back to the Harris family and learn how to manage the company from me."

"Of course," Kieran and Treyton answered in unison.

Although Asher did not lift his head to look at Gwendolyn, his words were meant for her when he said, "Kiddo... You're pregnant, so don't worry too much. Go back and rest well. I'll have someone manage Angle for you. Just stay at home and rest for a few days. We'll talk about this again once I settle the Harris family's matters."

Gwendolyn was not at all surprised by his plan. She sneered and said, "Everyone now thinks that I'm not one of the Harrises, so you're trying to undermine my right to speak in the Harris family. That way, you can kick me out of the family easier in the future, right?"

Even though Gwendolyn had a smile on her face when she said that, shivers were running down her spine.

The brothers she adored would rather believe a piece of paper over her.

Asher did not retort to that, and Kieran did not speak.

Treyton said, "Kiddo, I didn't mean that. I just..."

Yet, he knew not how to explain to her.

Gwendolyn rose to her feet and gently smoothened the creases of her skirt. In a mocking tone, she said, "Since there's a possibility that I'm not the Harris family's daughter, it doesn't seem appropriate for me to take part in the Harris family's meeting."

She turned and left, but she paused in her tracks just as she reached the doorway. "As it turns out, the relationship we share for the past twenty years or so is nothing in comparison to this piece of paper. My identity as a daughter of the Harris family means nothing, too. I see. Very well."

Sienna quickly stood up and explained, "Gwen, don't be angry! Your brothers just replace it hard to accept the truth, that's all. Even if you're not the Harris family's daughter, you're still our sister! Your brothers... just need some time to digest the idea!"

Alas, Gwendolyn did not turn around as she left the villa without hesitation.

Just as she left the house, a set of footsteps sounded out behind her.

Someone had come out after her.

However, this time, it was Evelyn.

Evelyn had a small smile on her face as she whispered, "Do you want to know where your biological father is? I know where he is, and I can bring you to him. Once you see him, you'll understand everything." It was Gwendolyn's second time visiting someone in a jail.

The previous time she went there was to visit Charles, and this time, it was to visit her supposed biological father.

When Gwendolyn saw the unkempt middle-aged man in prison garbs appear on the other side of the glass, she remained expressionless, her eyes dull.

The man's name was Pierre Jallard.

When he saw her, he was overjoyed. "You're... Gwendolyn?"

Gwendolyn picked up the phone but did not speak, still expressionless.

Tears welled up in Pierre's eyes, nevertheless. "It's so great to see you! I thought I had no one else left in this world, but I just found out that I have a daughter! A cute, lovely daughter."

Icily, Gwendolyn uttered, "Did you and my mother do it back then when Dad was on a business trip?"

At that, Pierre lowered his head in shame.

"Yes, but it wasn't intentional. Your mother never had any feelings for me; my love for her was unreciprocated. The one and only time I slept with her was at the banquet. She was drunk, and I brought her back to her room to rest. In the end... I gave in to my desires. I never thought that you would be conceived after that night. Gwendolyn, don't call Marcus your dad anymore; I'm your father! Although the Jallard family is poorer than the Harris family, we used to be one of the wealthy families too. Moreover, your mother and I were childhood friends. But that darn Marcus! He ruthlessly destroyed the Jallard family and sent me to jail. He separated me from my own daughter for so many years!"

The more Pierre said, the more agitated he became, and he started banging the table loudly.

Gwendolyn calmly looked at him and said, "I'll look for proof for your words, but right now, I won't believe a thing you say."

Pierre turned even more agitated at her disbelief.

"I really am your biological father! I really am. If you don't believe me, you can use my hair for a paternity test!"

Pierre leaped to his feet and plucked a strand of his hair, looking at her earnestly.

However, Gwendolyn stayed apathetic. "You don't need to be so anxious in proving it to me. I'll do the paternity test." Right as she hung up the phone, a man's magnetic voice sounded out behind her.

"Gwenny."

In the next second, someone pulled her into their arms.

Turning around, she was greeted by Cedrick's handsome face.

Worry could be seen in his dark eyes, but he did not say anything else besides, "It's time for us to go home."

Gwendolyn nodded and allowed him to hug her, resting her head on his broad chest.

She finally stopped hiding the exhaustion she felt the moment she saw him. "Ceddy, I'm tired. I want to sleep for a while."

Cedrick planted a tender kiss on her forehead and reassured her, "Sleep. I'm right here."

Evelyn,

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