Daddy, You Got The Wrong Mommy-Chapter 263: Make Him Taste a Fate Worse Than Death

Chapter 263: Chapter 263: Make Him Taste a Fate Worse Than Death
Sea City.
Nick Hook accompanied Yuna Wynne to the hospital for a follow-up visit.
Yuna Wynne was quite beaten by Elara Don and Leia Quinn at the Houghton Club that day, and was severely humiliated, almost attempting suicide afterward.
Nick Hook spent a long time persuading her to calm down.
Thinking of Leia Quinn nestled in Craig Landers’ arms, looking so sweet and dependent, his heart was filled with dissatisfaction and frustration.
He had someone investigate Leia Quinn and found out she was married to Craig Landers.
Well, Craig Landers is not an ordinary man.
He’s one of the top heirs in River City; any woman wouldn’t give up such a golden opportunity.
Nick Hook, lost in his thoughts, picked up the medicine for Yuna Wynne.
Smelling the disinfectant in the hospital, thinking that Leia Quinn also worked there, Nick Hook paused and decided to go see her.
So what if she’s married?
Can’t they still get divorced?
He and she were childhood sweethearts; he doesn’t believe she’s forgotten him!
"Yuna, you go back first, I have some business to attend to."
Nick Hook asked Yuna Wynne to go back first.
"Brother, what business do you have?"
Yuna Wynne clutched her still bruised face and asked.
"Grandpa’s seventieth birthday is coming up soon. I’m going to inform Kiki and ask her to visit grandpa."
Nick Hook didn’t hide anything.
"Brother, Leia Quinn beat me like this, and you’re still going to see her?"
Yuna Wynne exclaimed in anger upon hearing this.
"Yuna, didn’t you hit her too?"
Nick Hook furrowed his brows, ignored Yuna Wynne, and headed towards the elevator.
"Brother, stop! I’m not allowing you to see her! She’s married, why are you still thinking about her?"
Yuna Wynne pulled Nick Hook back and shouted.
Nick Hook’s brows tightened, "Yuna, no matter what, she is my family. What’s wrong with me visiting her? Her being married has nothing to do with me."
"Brother..."
"Alright, you go back first."
Nick Hook shook off Yuna Wynne, and when the elevator arrived, he stepped in.
Yuna Wynne stomped her feet in anger.
Not far away, Selena Taylor, who had just finished her check-up, quietly watched the scene unfold, a gleam of darkness flashing in her eyes.
She remembered this woman.
In the video Evelyn Miles had recorded, she was helplessly bullied by Leia Quinn and Craig Landers.
She must hate Leia Quinn!
Being humiliated so extremely in public?
Leia Quinn, she made her life worse than death; she would definitely let her experience a life worse than death!
Selena Taylor’s face twisted momentarily.
She took a deep breath and slowly walked toward Yuna Wynne.
...
Psychology Department.
Leia Quinn glanced at Nick Hook as he entered, slightly furrowing her brow.
"Brother, why are you here?"
"I happened to be at the hospital, so I came to talk to you about something."
Nick Hook looked at Leia Quinn in her white coat, a hint of tenderness flashing in his eyes.
She was exceptional since childhood, and now she looked really good in a white coat.
"Brother, I’m busy, please make it quick."
Leia Quinn was organizing medical records and asked lightly.
"Next Saturday is grandpa’s seventieth birthday. No matter what, you are his granddaughter, so go see him."
Nick Hook mentioned the main reason.
Grandpa Hook’s seventieth birthday?
Leia Quinn’s movements paused slightly, hesitating.
She and her mother lived with the Hook Family, and Grandpa Hook was indeed kind to her.
But now she has no relation to the Hook Family, it might be inappropriate to go back.
Most importantly, she doesn’t want to be entangled with Nick Hook and Yuna Wynne at all.
"Brother, I’ll see how things go. If I have time on Saturday, I’ll make a trip back."
Leia Quinn replied noncommittally.
Thinking that then she’d claim to be occupied with patients.
But Nick Hook wasn’t easy to brush off.
"Really? I must tell grandpa this good news; he would be very happy to hear you are coming back."
Nick Hook said as he took out his phone and dialed.
Leia Quinn was about to stop him, but Nick Hook had already called Grandpa Hook.
"Grandpa, guess who I am with right now? Kiki! She said she would come to your seventieth birthday; I’ll let her say a few words to you."
Nick Hook said cheerfully, then handed the phone to Leia Quinn.
Leia Quinn reluctantly took the phone.
"Grandpa Hook, how are you?"
"Kiki, you ungrateful child, don’t you know to come see grandpa..."
Old Master Hook complained a couple of times, but his tone was full of affection.
Leia Quinn felt touched, chatted briefly with Old Master Hook, then prepared to hang up.
"Kiki, I haven’t seen you for a long time; you must come to see grandpa for his seventieth birthday, understand?"
Old Master Hook reminded her a bit worriedly, and Leia Quinn helplessly agreed.
Seeing Leia Quinn agree, Nick Hook finally smiled in satisfaction.
She might bypass him, but she wouldn’t bypass the old master.
Because she is really filial.
"Alright, brother, if there’s nothing else, please leave because I really have to work."
Leia Quinn returned the phone to Nick Hook, saying.
"Alright, then I’ll come to pick you up that day?"
Nick Hook accepted the phone and tentatively asked.
"No, my husband and I will go together."
Leia Quinn didn’t look up and replied.
Nick Hook’s smile froze, clenching the phone.
She plans to go with Craig Landers!
Really heart-wrenching.
"Alright, then I’ll leave."
Nick Hook rose and left the psychology department, stepping out to see Yuna Wynne waiting for him.
"Yuna, didn’t you leave?"
"I’m waiting for you."
Yuna Wynne coyly hooked onto Nick Hook’s arm, glancing back at the psychology department, a trace of dark light flashing in her eyes.
Leia Quinn, she would definitely make her suffer!
...
Country F.
Elara Don settled in Helen’s apartment.
"Helen, am I bothering you by staying here? I could have stayed at a hotel."
Elara Don remarked politely, eyeing Helen’s duplex.
She had given up her rented house in Country F, and upon knowing her arrival, Helen invited her over.
She was happy to follow Helen’s arrangement.
"If you feel bad, take charge of the meals then."
Helen lazily commented while lounging on the sofa.
Elara Don chuckled, "Helen, you let me stay so I can be your unpaid chef, right?"
Helen, having tasted her food, often complimented and visited her for meals.
"You caught me?"
Helen didn’t deny it, stood and draped her arm over Elara’s shoulder, "There’s not much cooking equipment in my kitchen. Let’s go shop for some stuff."
"Alright."
Elara Don smiled, grabbed her belongings, and headed out with Helen.
"Charlotte, tell me more, about you and that rapist."
"Stop calling him a rapist; he has a name, alright?"
"Wow, defending him already?"
"Of course, he is the father of my child."
"So, have you forgiven him?"
"What else?"
"..."
The two chatted and laughed as they drove towards the mall.
On the way, Elara Don casually chatted about Damon Hawke.
Upon reaching the mall, they headed to the sixth floor, planning to purchase some home essentials.
At that moment, a commotion erupted at the escalator, with people flocking in that direction.
Elara Don and Helen were pushed aside, hearing someone say, "Quick, watch, someone’s about to jump off!"