Chapter 1007



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The person was too upset and stammered.

But Xander was anxious, “What’s wrong with Papa Trueman?”.

Nora also looked over and saw Justin asking in a deep voice, “What happened?”.

His voice seemed to have magical power, which calmed the other party, “He had an accident!”

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In a hospital ward.

Nora and Justin stood in the doorway, staring at the person in the bed.

Xander’s eyes were red from crying.

“Why are you crying?”

Trueman’s voice in the hospital bed made his impatience felt, “Jeez, aren’t you tired of crying?”

Xander stopped crying suddenly, and then he took a step forward, reached out his small hand, He wanted to touch Trueman’s face, but his face was wrapped in gauze, his skin had been torn.

Yes.

Trueman’s face was disfigured.

As he got into the car sent by Justin and drove slowly toward the airport, he suddenly realized something and cursed, “Shit!”

Neither Nora nor Justin were pure souls in the traditional sense. So how could they give him the V16 and let their son die?

Before, Trueman couldn’t think straight.

But knowing now that Justin Hunt was King, and that King’s identity would remain a mystery forever, he suddenly brightened at that moment.

Suddenly, he said, “Stop, I’ll go to the pharmacy to buy medicine.”

Then, he picked up a bottle of strong sulfuric acid and poured it on his face.

He was disfigured.

He used this method to make Trueman disappear from this world, giving Xander a reason to survive.

Xander had never failed him and he didn’t want to hurt Nora either.

Xander couldn’t help but ask, “Does it hurt?”

“Can’t it hurt?”

Trueman leaned back on the bed, legs swinging, “Look brat, I’m disabled now, since I raised you, then you’ll have to support me from now until my old age, So I’ll be counting on you to support me!”

His words implied that he should stay with his family, so he voluntarily put himself under house arrest for the rest of his life.

After all, even if he was disfigured, according to Nora and Justin’s personality, they wouldn’t entirely trust him.

Xander nodded and said earnestly, “Daddy Trueman, don’t worry, I won’t starve you! As long as I have meat to eat, you’ll have soup to drink.”

“Holy crap, you’re making me laugh, you eat meat, you’ll just let your dad drink the soup?” Trueman pointed to his face, “I agree with you!”

Xander wanted to say something, but Trueman gestured, “Okay, go away, I’m going to sleep, I’m exhausted! I just took control of my body, but I still need time…”

“Yeah.”

Xander headed for the door, suddenly turning to look at him, “Dad Trueman, are you in pain?”

Trueman paused for a moment, then sneered, “Of course it doesn’t hurt, I told you, I’m a manly man, what pain can I feel? Even if I break my arm and break my leg, I’m not going to cry!”

Xander breathed a sigh of relief.

However, Nora looked at Trueman, didn’t speak and looked down.

After the three of them left the room, Trueman suddenly tightened his grip on the sheets.

Damn it!

It’s so painful!

It hurt so much that his toes curled…but…he was so happy.

In this life, for the first time, he lived for himself, and for the first time, he was taking charge. Finally, his life was not manipulated by the Old King, nor guided by someone else.

He lost his freedom again.

But he felt he was free at last.

On the way home, Nora suddenly said, “What shall we do?”

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