Chapter 4

The staff at the orphanage came out.

Seeing this scene, they were completely shocked.

"This is an orphanage. How can you just abandon your own child here?"

They stepped forward to persuade me.

"If the kid misbehaved, just discipline him. How can you actually dump him at an orphanage?"

My voice remained perfectly calm. "He is not my child. His mother abandoned him, and I have no idea who his biological father is. The orphanage is the only place for him."

Toby clung to the car door, tears streaming down his face.

"Dad, I'm sorry! I'll be good! Please don't leave me!"

He sobbed so hard he could barely breathe.

He looked so small and pitiful.

If I hadn't lived through my past life,

maybe my heart would have softened again.

But I had already died once.

No matter how pitiful this ungrateful viper looked, I would never raise him again.

I pried Toby's hands off the car.

And pushed him straight into the staff member's arms.

"Since your parents don't want you, you'll live here from now on."

Toby wailed, trying to throw himself back onto me.

But I shoved him away.

He stumbled and fell to the ground,

scraping his hands on the rough pavement.

Seeing this, the orphanage staff rushed over to check on him.

An older woman glared at me, pointing a finger.

"How can you be so cold-blooded!"

"He's calling you 'Dad'! Even if he's not biologically yours, you raised him for years! You must have some feelings for him!"

"How can you just throw him away like trash?"

I shrugged. "If you love him so much, raise him yourself."

With that, I turned around and drove off.

No matter how loudly Toby screamed "Dad" behind me,

I didn't look back once.

To say it didn't hurt at all would be a lie.

After all, I had raised him until he was over twenty in my previous life.

But the moment I remembered how he blocked all of us,

and the conversation he had with his mother,

my blood boiled with pure rage.

When I got back, my parents saw me alone.

They didn't ask a single question. They just told me to wash my hands and eat dinner.

With two people suddenly gone, the house

felt completely empty.

That night, my mom came into my room.

She asked when I found out and why I hadn't said anything sooner.

So, I told her everything from start to finish.

My mom wiped her tears. "It's good you found out early. At least you won't waste your life raising someone else's kid."

In my past life, my mom died without ever knowing Toby wasn't my biological son.

The next day, I hired a lawyer.

I was going to sue Chloe.

I wanted back every single penny of child support I spent on Toby over the last ten years.

In my past life, I cared too much about my reputation.

I let Chloe leave with nothing, but I didn't push further.

Yet she still plotted against me.

In this life, I wanted everyone to know.

Chloe Evans cheated on me and made me raise another man's bastard!

The court summons was delivered to Chloe three days later.

When she received it, she was utterly dumbfounded.

The honest, submissive John Davis was actually suing her?

Was she dreaming?

Ten years of child support

was no small sum.

Clutching a bag of gifts, Chloe knocked on my door with a fake, sweet smile.

My mom opened the door.

Seeing Chloe, my mom's face turned icy.

Chloe smiled nervously. "Mom, uh, where are John and Toby?"

I walked out of my room.

Seeing her, I let out a cold sneer.

"Weren't you the one who didn't even want her own son?"

"Why are you back?"

She gave a stiff laugh. "I was in a rush last time. I forgot him."

"John, where is Toby?"

I replied nonchalantly, "Oh, I sent him to the orphanage."

The smile wiped clean off her face.

Then, she shrieked, "What did you say?!"

"You sent Toby to the orphanage?!"