Her Sensational Return with Triplets After Six Years

Chapter 73 You Look Beautiful

Chapter 73 You Look Beautiful

In the past many years, this thought had never appeared in Raymond's mind.

But now there was a person who looked so just like Damion that his mother couldn't tell apart. So

Raymond had to think about it.

"I was just wondering if there was such a possibility," Raymond said lightly.

"There is no possibility at all!" Nolan said firmly, "If your guess is correct, Aria shouldn't be Damion's

biological mother, which means my parents, my sister, and your mother cheated on you together. Do

you think it's possible? Let me analyze it little by little. Firstly, let's talk about your mother. You should

know your mother's character best, right? Your mother values the hierarchy and family reputation more

than her own life. Therefore, if she wants to find a woman to have a baby with you, she will definitely

find a woman with a good family background, good looks, high education, high IQ, and good genes.

But those who meet these requirements can only be the daughters of prestigious families. However, if

the woman from a prestigious family didn't love you, do you think she would have a baby with a

vegetable like you and then left silently without the child after giving birth? Alright, secondly, even if

your mother really found such a woman, who not only had your baby but also left him for the Zavala

family, do you think Aria would be willing to be the scapegoat? Finally, even though Aria is a hopeless Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

romantic, what about my father? You know, Aria is the apple of his eye. How could he let his dear

daughter do such?"

Of course, Raymond had thought about earlier what Nolan said. Indeed, it didn't make sense, but there

were really two identical children.

The impossible happened, and he didn't believe in such a coincidence.

"No amount of analysis is useless. A DNA test is enough." Raymond said.

"What? Are you going to do a DNA test?" Nolan was really frightened. "With whom? You and Damion?

Or Damion and Aria?"

"I never doubt that Damion isn't my son." Raymond firmly believed in this. "I don't need to do a DNA

test with Damion. He must be my son!"

"That means you want Damion and Aria to do a DNA test?" Nolan was so helpless that he was about to

cry. "Mr. Zavala, don't act on impulse. You know, once you do this, no matter what the result is, it will

make them sad and even affect the relationship between our two families."

"If it proves that my guess is correct, I should be the one who is sad," Raymond said coldly.

After hearing this, Nolan was speechless and nodded repeatedly. "Yes, yes, what you said is right, but I

still think that the possibility of your guess is almost zero, but if you insist on testing, I can't stop you.

But please don't do it now. My mother is in bad health now. Please put it aside for my sake."

"What's wrong with Auntie?" Raymond asked hastily.

"Just a few days ago, she kept saying that she had a stomachache, so I took her to the hospital for an

examination. The result at that time was that the inflammation was severe, and it was enough to take

some medicine. We were relieved. However, after she took the medicine for a few days, the symptoms

didn't resolve at all and it hurt more. Then I took my mother's film to several experts. One of the experts

suspected that it might be cancer, but he wasn't sure. So further intensive examination was needed.

Now I'm very worried. I'm wondering what excuse I can give my mother to take her to the hospital for

another examination in the absence of her doubt."

"You're also a doctor, so you can't tell the difference between inflammation and cancer?" Raymond said

reproachfully.

"You know, some people specialize in some professions while others in other professions. I'm a

psychiatrist. Those professional doctors can't tell the difference, let alone me," Nolan said.

"Since there is a possibility, then hurry up and take her for an examination, and don't miss the best time

for treatment."

"Of course, I know that." Nolan breathed lightly and said, "But the expert only suspects that there is a

possibility. Many doctors didn't tell it, so I think it might be a false alarm."

"It's best to be a false alarm."

A false alarm?

As to Raymond's guess, Nolan didn't know whether it was better to be a false alarm or not.

After going out for lunch with Nolan, Raymond returned to the company, and Morgan handed him the

drafted contract.

"Mr. Zavala, take a look at it."

Raymond glanced over the contract and felt that there was nothing wrong with it. Seeing that he had

closed the contract, Morgan hurriedly reported, "Mr. Zavala, Mr. Tucker said that he had time to meet

you anytime. It's up to you."

Raymond glanced at the calendar and said, "At nine o'clock in the reception room tomorrow morning."

"Okay, Mr. Zavala."

After Morgan left, Raymond was busy with his work for a while. Then he glanced at the clock. It was

nearly five o'clock.

"Knock, knock." Just then the knock on the door sounded.

"Come in."

Sure enough, it was Bethany, but she was a bit different from before. Her hair was cut short and one

side was pulled behind her ear, which made her particularly comely and charming.

"On the first day after discharge, I went shopping and passed by the barbershop to get a haircut."

Bethany did that on the spur of the moment. She survived and moved to a new home. All start from

scratch with a brand new self.

"This hairstyle suits you very well. It makes you look very beautiful," praised Raymond.

"Thank you." Bethany asked, "Are you finished with your work? If you're done, let's start."

"No hurry. Eat first."

"I'm not hungry. I can perform acupuncture on you first and then..."

"I'm hungry."

Uh...

A high-maintenance man!

"Alright," Bethany could only agree.

Raymond took her to a Masstonese restaurant, built near the sea, whose decoration showed a special

romantic atmosphere.

Most of the people who came here were couples, and Raymond was really good at acting.

After sitting down, the waiter handed the menu to Bethany. She glanced at it and only ordered a regular

steak.

"So you saved me money? Last time, you had a car accident without eating because of me. Now you're

discharged. I should compensate you." Raymond said.

Then Raymond ordered the same dishes as those that Bethany ordered last time.

"Okay, you aren't short of money. Thank you." After speaking that, Bethany asked again, "Don't you

cook for your son every day? Why did you come out to eat today?"

Upon hearing this, Raymond couldn't help but smile and said, "No need now. My son is now sensible.

The chef can cook for him or he does it himself.

"Really? He grew up overnight?" Bethany felt it was unbelievable. She continued, "By the way, you

should spend more time with your son and chat with him. Nowadays, children have a lot of ideas."

"Then I'd like to ask you for advice," Raymond asked as he looked at her. "What exactly did you do to

make the children like you so much?"