Chapter 413

At the entrance of Wyatt Manor, Frederick's question—"Is he my child?"—left three people staring at him in shock. Abigail had no desire to see Frederick, and his grip on her arm annoyed her to no end. "An ideal ex should act like they're dead." Frederick ignored her tone, his eyes fixed on the child. "Abigail, stop trying to dodge this. I feel like he looks a bit like me." He couldn't help but think back to their time together in Atrulia. Back then, when she'd see him, her eyes would light up, and her smile would curve wide. She genuinely liked him then. He thought he felt the same way too. So maybe he lost his head a little, and there were several times he didn't take precautions. Besides, the child's age lined up. "Looks like you? Give me a break…" Abigail scoffed. "Have you developed some sort of vision problem over the years? William is adorable. What does he have to do with you?" Xyla blinked, studying William carefully. To her, he clearly looked more like Nelson. "Abigai