Jessica rented a spacious apartment with four bedrooms and two living rooms. It was Friday, and Jessica returned home only to find that she couldn't smell the aroma of food. She pouted. Hadn't her precious son returned yet? As she set down her briefcase, she noticed that the door to Henry's study was slightly ajar. Jessica smiled. What was this kid so busy with? He even forgot to prepare a meal for her?! Curiously, she pushed the door open. Jessica had always given Henry plenty of space. She knew that her baby often spent time on the computer and had some secrets he kept from her. However, she never interfered. As long as her son was happy, she wouldn't interfere in his personal matters. Her love for Henry was unconditional. He hadn't developed a spoiled and arrogant personality, but rather remained elegant and considerate, which had surprised Jessica. "Sweetie, what are you doing?" Jessica entered the room. Normally, when she entered, Henry would always close some things and swi

Raymond attempted to use their past connection to move her. "Raymond, I've almost forgotten about what happened eight years ago! Why bring it up now?" Jessica sneered. When she was with him back then, she didn't love him. They were just one of the many couples on campus, following the trend, simply dating for fun. Young Jessica was passionate and impulsive, occasionally a little confused and naive. If it weren't for the difficulties of raising Henry alone for these eight years, the ups and downs she experienced, and the warmth and coldness of human relationships, she wouldn't have become the independent, calm, and steady Jessica she was today. To her, the so-called "past connection" was just a joke. What had Raymond done to her? Nothing at all, right? Even though they were boyfriend and girlfriend, the most they did was hold hands and go on a few dates. They had dinner alone a few times and attended one of his friend's gatherings, but they had never even watched a movie together

Mr. Marcus looked at the number displayed on his phone, Jessica's phone?! He frowned. Who is this? "At home!" "My Mommy had an accident, and the doctor wants to amputate. I refuse. Can you help me talk to the doctor?" Henry briefly explained the situation. Mr. Marcus stood up with a swish. His actions were too abrupt, and the files on the table were scattered. Mr. Marcus had a grave face, without any hesitation. He grabbed his car keys and swiftly left, commanding as he walked, "Give the phone to the doctor!" Henry obediently handed the phone to the doctor. The doctor took it, and upon hearing Mr. Marcus identify himself, his attitude immediately became respectful. "How is the patient's condition?" The doctor dared not conceal anything and told Mr. Marcus about Jessica's condition in detail. He emphasized, "The patient's condition is very critical. If we don't perform the surgery, there definitely be a risk to her life. It's just that her child is too stubborn and refuses..." Ma

The child's words were light and his attitude was good, but the implications in his words were extremely cold and decisive, without any hesitation. Such a young child, yet so methodical in handling things, very determined and efficient. Take Jessica's situation as an example. If it were another child, they wouldn't be able to withstand the doctor's advice and sign a consent form for Jessica to undergo amputation surgery. But he wouldn't, he knew he was too young to convince anyone. He found someone who could handle the situation and then went to find someone to treat Jessica. From the moment he said, "My mommy, I'm responsible," Marcus knew that this son of Jessica was resolute and ruthless, a formidable person. And in their meeting, in just three or five words, he was even more certain. This kid is a tough character! Marcus glared at him, and Henry curled his eyebrows, flashing him a bright smile. The feeling of being annoyed by Jessica's hypocritical attitude came back to Mar

"What's the matter? No words left to say?" Old Mr. Alston taunted, a hint of cunning appearing on his elderly face. "See for yourself!" After Old Mr. Alston finished speaking, he angrily threw the bag of documents on the table towards Marcus. The bag hit Marcus's chest and fell, causing two photos to slide out. Marcus's heart skipped a beat as he bent down to pick them up. There were two photos of Henry! One of the photos was of Henry wearing a primary school uniform, with his rosy face adorned by an elegant smile. The photo was taken beautifully, exuding an elegance that resembled a little gentleman, making him very likable. The other photo was a picture of Jessica and Henry together! In the background was the Eiffel Tower. In the photo, Jessica was wearing a red dress, meticulously dressed up, radiating purity and grace, resembling a blooming red rose, captivating and almost enchanting. She half squatted, cradling little Henry in her arms, both mother and son smiling, creating an