"My dad, of course, he’s my dad." The little guy said disapprovingly. While speaking, he suddenly reached into his suit vest pocket and fished out something.

"Since you’re not a vixen, I’ll give you this." The little guy looked up at Sherry with a smile on his face.

Seeing the child’s clear eyes, Sherry paused for a moment, instinctively reaching out to take what he offered.

Only when she opened her hand did she discover that there was a moving cockroach on it...

"Ah!" Sherry exclaimed in shock, quickly flinging the cockroach away from her hand.

The cockroach fell to the ground with a crisp sound and then stopped moving. 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

Sherry was taken aback and then realized that the cockroach was... electric?

A prank toy?

Seeing her startled, the little guy’s face lit up with a happy smile.

Ever since he was scolded by the bad uncle next to the pretty sister, he never dared to use those realistic things to scare people, only playing with these little bugs.

But they were quite fun; the servants at home often got scared and ran around because of his cockroaches and mice!

Just as he was enjoying himself, hurried footsteps suddenly came from outside the door.

Soon after, the door was pushed open, and a man in a gray suit strode in, his gaze fixing on the little boy by the bed, his expression darkening.

"Daddy!" Seeing the newcomer, the little guy’s face lit up with delight, hurrying over to hug his leg, begging to be picked up.

Seeing him come over, Yancy Shaw’s face showed a trace of helplessness before he finally extended his hand to lift him up.

As soon as the little guy was in his arms, he quickly put his arms around his neck, looking very content.

The scene before her made Sherry, who was sitting on the bed, stiffen...

This little boy’s dad is... Yancy Shaw?

She suddenly remembered that back when she jumped into the river, that woman was also pregnant...

And the age of the boy in front of her, if she calculated, should be about right.

Recalling those things she had been unwilling to remember, her breathing suddenly tightened.

At this time, Yancy Shaw, holding his son, turned to Sherry by the bed and spoke with some apology.

"I’m sorry, Miss Mo, my son is a bit naughty. Please forgive him."

Hearing his words, Sherry came back to her senses. Although she knew her face must be pale, thankfully she was wearing a disguise.

"Where is this place?" She glanced at Yancy Shaw and then calmly asked.

"You fainted on the road, so I brought you here; this house is mine. There is a very good private clinic nearby, which makes it convenient for the doctor to see you." Yancy Shaw replied politely.

After hearing his answer, Sherry’s expression didn’t fluctuate much. Instead, she continued to speak to him.

"I’d trouble Mr. Shaw to please send me back to Silvanus Manor." Her polite tone carried a hint of disdain.

The way she spoke made Yancy Shaw fall into contemplation.

"Miss Mo, your fever hasn’t completely subsided, and your injuries are not healed yet. It would be better to stay a few more days." After a moment, he spoke again to persuade her.

The reason she fainted was that her injuries hadn’t been treated with medicine, causing a fever, which led to her physical strength giving out and collapsing on the road.