Chapter 2209: Chapter 2209

The next second, a man’s voice so cold it had no warmth rang out.

"How can I be sure that child is mine, and not Norman York’s? Skye Brown, you don’t actually think, that I, Dylan Wellington, can be fooled that easily... that anyone can just pass their burden onto me."

Skye Brown’s breath hitched, her heart almost stopping for a moment.

Even though she had long lost hope in this man, and even though she knew Dylan Wellington was a scumbag, she never dreamed he would say something so despicable!

"Dylan Wellington, do you even know what you’re saying? Pass the burden... ha, you’re not just insulting me, you’re insulting your son, you..."

"Whether he’s my son or not isn’t certain yet." Dylan Wellington’s icy voice came through, indifferent and decisive, filling Skye with despair.

"If you’re determined to push him onto the Wellington family, then bring him back for a DNA test. Rest assured, as long as the DNA test is correct, I, Dylan Wellington, won’t short the two children on their support."

Such heartless, cold voice.

Even carried with a high-minded charity.

Hearing Dylan Wellington’s voice, Skye wanted nothing more than to lash out at him.

Yes, if Dylan Wellington was in front of her now, she would unhesitatingly slap him across the face.

She wanted to ask Dylan Wellington if he was crazy — how could he say such cruel words!

Molly Lewis, Allen, they’re all his children, how could he...

Skye Brown didn’t need Dylan Wellington.

But at this moment, Skye was so angry she was shaking all over, trembling violently.

She couldn’t believe that the person saying these words was once the man she loved so much.

Skye originally thought, even if Dylan Wellington was a playboy, an irresponsible man when it came to relationships,

At least he had always been decent to Molly, at least he was still a good father.

And now, Skye couldn’t believe how off her judgment could have been.

Dylan Wellington actually had the audacity to doubt even his own flesh and blood!

At this moment, Skye didn’t care why her heart hurt, why it throbbed with pain.

She just wanted to give Dylan Wellington a piece of her mind.

"Dylan Wellington, I’m telling you— there’s no need for a DNA test, nothing is needed. You’re right, they’re not your children; not only is Allen not, but Molly isn’t either. From now on, the two children have nothing to do with the Wellington family, and especially with you, Dylan Wellington. I, Skye Brown, will raise the two children myself... you just need to remember clearly what you said today."

"Remember, from now on stay away from the three of us, never appear before us again!!!"

After saying that, Skye ended the call in her anger.

In her fury, her fingers trembled as she re-added Dylan Wellington’s number to the blacklist.

Dylan Wellington... Dylan Wellington...

She must have been out of her mind to think about reconciling with him and raising the children together.

For a lifetime, she never wants to see or hear anything about this person again!

On the other end of the phone, as Skye’s voice full of indignation and feigned anger abruptly vanished.

Dylan Wellington’s right hand holding the cell phone slowly dropped bit by bit.

The cell phone, still buzzing with the ’beep beep beep’ tone, remained in his palm.

But while talking to Skye just now, the slight curve of the man’s lips and evil smile had already frozen.

Witnessing all of this, a trace of pain flashed across Tom Nelson’s eyes.

He looked at the young master sitting by the window on the sofa, guarding that telescope, yet with a hollow gaze that could see nothing anymore.

He really couldn’t understand why Mr. Wellington had to play out that scene just now.

Could it be that after sacrificing so much, he really intended to keep it hidden from Miss Brown and the two children forever?