Her Sensational Return with Triplets After Six Years

Chapter 52 Back to Square One

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"How is Damion now?" Since Damion left the hospital, Raymond had been worried about him. While

Bethany was resting, he made a phone call to Nolan.

At this time, Nolan was upset as Damion refused to go to his place with him. Even after they got back

to the Zavala's mansion, Damion made a beeline for his own bedroom and locked the door from the

inside.

"He's been in his bedroom for over half an hour, and the door is locked. No matter how I knocked on

his door, he turned a deaf ear to it and wouldn't open the door." Nolan was worried sick. "I'm concerned

that his emotional fluctuations will induce his illness."

Obviously, Damion was furious and truly wanted Bethany to be his mother.

Raymond looked towards the ward again. Bethany's situation was not stable for now, so he was

unwilling to leave her here alone. However, he was really fraught about Damion.

"How about you try to coax him out of sadness? If it doesn't work, call me immediately, and I'll be right

back," Raymond said.

"Sounds good." With that, Nolan hung up. He then knocked on the door very lightly and said cautiously,

"Damion, open the door, okay? If you want to give vent to your anger, you can lash out at me. Don't

lock yourself in the room. Just open the door now!"

Damion was now squatting on the floor and leaning against the edge of the bed. It was the happiest

time he had ever had when he and Tyrone switched their identities. He had a gentle mommy who held

him dearly and an adorable sister. Besides, he also felt the warmth of family love which he had never

had before.

Originally, he fantasized that he would be able to have a loving family of five after his father married

Bethany. Also, he would no longer be so withdrawn and would not get sick again, just like a normal

child.

What a shame...

If he had never experienced that kind of life, Damion might not have been so desperate. Nonetheless,

right because he had tasted it before, he could not bring himself to accept the fact that he would lose it

forever.

At the same time, Tyrone, who had got back his identity, returned to his home. The moment he opened

the door and got in, he caught sight of Ainsley and Shayla, which made him feel quite warm.

"Ainsley, Shayla," Tyrone called out.

"You came back before midnight. Tyrone, you've made some progress," Shayla said.

Tyrone felt that he hadn't seen Shayla for a long time. He walked up to her and pinched her little face,

asking, "Shayla, did you miss me?"

Shayla took a look at the time and said with a frown, "We've only been apart for two and a half hours.

You asked whether I missed you? Tyrone, wake up. I'm just your sister, not your girlfriend!"

Tyrone was rendered speechless.

He could not help complaining inwardly that Shayla must have sacrificed her IQ in exchange for such a

lovely face.

He even called her with his own phone number earlier, whereas she thought he was a scammer! She

was probably the only sister in the world who was so dim-witted.

"Tyrone." Shayla suddenly approached him and said, "Beth and our soon-to-be daddy have gone on a

trip. How about we also go traveling next weekend? You should treat me to a fancy meal and book a

room in a famous hotel so that I can know what it feels like to be a princess."

Go traveling? Soon-to-be daddy?

Tyrone got so worked up at the thought of Raymond. However, he had to suppress his rage and hid the

truth from Shayla.

"Shayla, do you know how hard it is for Beth to provide for both of us? You can't always think about

enjoying yourself. We can't go on a trip. On the contrary, we should find some part-time jobs, such as

child modeling, in our free time to earn some money. Only in this way can we share Beth's burden and

not let her tire herself out."

Since Bethany had a car accident this time, she must take good care of her body, and there must be a

long time she could not go to work. In that case, they had to find some ways to make money by

themselves.

"We're still minors. Isn't it illegal for us to work?" Shayla said. She could not wrap her mind around it.

"Besides, you are so rich but still tell me to get a part-time job. Are you really my biological brother?"

"I'm rich?" Tyrone was stumped. Since when did he get rich?

"You won the first prize in the global math competition and, therefore, received a large amount of

money," Shayla replied angrily. "You were so generous to buy me all kinds of stuff. Why are you like a

totally different person after you went out to play basketball?"

A large amount of money? Did Damion tell her that?

Damion was born with a silver spoon, so he was rich without a doubt. However, Tyrone had no money

at all.

"Shayla, even if I have money, we should not squander it. Let's just..."

Before Tyrone finished his words, Shayla held his shoulders tightly. She looked him in the face and

pleaded pitifully, "Tyrone, you're a generous and bossy brother who pampers his sister a lot. Please

don't ruin that public persona of yours. Never turn back into what you used to be!"

What?

That was to say!!

"You like him more than me, your biological brother?!"

"What are you talking about?" Shayla was so confused. She reached out to touch his forehead and

asked, "You don't seem to have a fever. What do you mean by biological brother? Isn't you the one?"

Tyrone did almost let the cat out of the bag just now. "Then tell me, which one of me do you like, the

one before coming back to the country or the one after that?" he asked in a different way.

"Of course, the one after coming back to the country!" Shayla replied without hesitation. "Before that,

you always dissed me, fought against me for Beth's favor, and were very stingy. At that time, I was

always bullied by you. But after that, I feel like a princess held dearly by you. Who wouldn't choose the

latter?"

Tyrone was subdued.

He then cracked a bitter smile helplessly and angrily.

"Shayla, great. We grew up together for six years. Blood is thicker than water. I thought the family love

between us was strong, but what you said is completely beyond my expectation!" Tyrone felt

disappointed to the core.

"What's wrong?" Shayla was getting even more bewildered. "What on earth are you talking about? I

really cannot get what you said."

"You don't have to get it, but we have to find a way to make money from next weekend. Are you clear

about this?"

"Why do we have to make money by ourselves? I'm only..."

"I'm older than you, so you have to listen to me. Now go to bed!"

Shayla was so angry that she puffed out her cheeks. She clenched her fists and said in a huff, "Tyrone

Hamilton, I have every reason to suspect that you are not my biological brother now!"

"In that case, I'd suggest a paternity test, but now you gotta go to bed."

Shayla was rendered wordless.

Shayla went back to her room and closed the door in a rage.

Tyrone was apoplectic as well. "Damion Zavala, well done. Not only did you get along so well with

Beth, but you even conquered Shayla. Sh*t!"

After saying that, he went back to his room. Although he had not slept in this bed for so long, he still

thought "East or west, home is the best". At this moment, he felt his bed was so comfortable.

Nevertheless, Damion, who was also back at his home, thought the villa was like hell. Since he had

been in a bad mood, Raymond hurried back from the hospital.

The moment he got into Damion's room, he caught sight of the kid squatting on the floor and hugging

himself. Damion looked so tiny and helpless...