Mommy Alert! The CEO Daddy Won't Stop Courting-Chapter 448: The Truth from 6 Years Ago (3)

Upon learning that Charles Moore was feeling unwell, Malcom Moore hurriedly rushed home.

He parked the car in the yard and immediately pushed open the door, finding Charles Moore with a pale face, uncomfortably lying on the ground in the study, "Dad, how are you?"

Seeing Malcom, a faint smile tugged at Charles Moore’s pale face, "I’m fine, just having trouble breathing."

"Come on, I’ll take you to the hospital." As he spoke, Malcom squatted down in front of Charles Moore, "Come on, Dad, I’ll carry you."

Charles Moore struggled to move and crawled onto Malcom’s back.

Malcom quickly stood up, carrying Charles Moore downstairs, and after carefully placing him in the car, took Charles Moore directly to the hospital.

What he didn’t know was that as he stood up carrying Charles Moore, his phone slipped out of his pants pocket.

That day, Malcom stayed by Charles Moore’s side the entire night at the hospital, and it wasn’t until the next day when Charles Moore’s condition stabilized that he thought of contacting Grace Quarters, only then realizing his phone was missing.

When he returned home and found the lost phone, he discovered a multitude of missed calls, all from the same person—Grace Quarters.

Seeing these missed calls, he immediately dialed Grace Quarters’ number, but her phone was turned off.

Later, he went to find Grace Quarters, but when he saw her, Grace had suddenly changed...

At the time, he didn’t understand how a perfectly fine person could suddenly become like that.

Now he finally understood.

After what happened, how could a vibrant young girl not change?

Moreover, towards him, Grace Quarters surely held resentment, didn’t she?

If his phone hadn’t been lost that night, had he answered Grace’s call, maybe none of this would have happened...

He bore an undeniable responsibility for that mishap, and if Grace had been willing to tell him everything, he wouldn’t have cared at all!

Moreover, he begged her for so long back then, even hearing rumors that Grace cheated and fell for her senior, he didn’t believe it.

He knew all the issues stemmed from the night of his birthday.

So he started investigating and learned about Grace Quarters spending the whole night at a hotel with her senior.

But he still believed in Grace, thinking she got drunk or was even coerced by her senior...

Yet he never imagined all of it was the doing of the woman in front of him! 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮

Years ago, he went to Grace, asking if her senior had done something to her, even humbly telling Grace: no matter what happened between her and her senior, as long as she came back to him, he could forgive everything.

But Grace just cried, said nothing.

He then went to find Grace’s senior, harshly beat that man.

The man didn’t resist, letting him hit, telling him "Nothing happened between Grace and me, just as the rumors outside say, she fell in love with me, that’s all."

Just because of that "that’s all," he stopped going to find Grace, until he learned Grace was leaving with that man, he couldn’t control himself, finally going to the airport to find her.

Yet she still left.

No, even if such a thing happened, there was no need for Grace to leave unless something else happened afterward.

Malcom’s gaze cold, looked fiercely at Ivy Wood, his voice unbearably icy as he demanded, "What happened afterward? What happened next?"

Facing such a Malcom Moore, Ivy Wood shivered suddenly, dared not speak of the things that followed.

Malcom’s gaze froze as he shouted, "Speak!"

Ivy Wood was frightened, stammering as she spoke: "The next morning, when Grace found out she was with her senior, she almost committed suicide... the senior already liked Grace, said he would take responsibility, willing to marry her. But Grace only had feelings for you, she didn’t want to... but Grace also felt she lost her purity, had no face to see you. Moreover..."

Malcom’s gaze turned colder, "Moreover what?"

Ivy Wood continued, "Moreover I told Grace to leave River City, to return in a few years and beg for your forgiveness. When Grace knew it was my doing that night, she hit me. She said she wanted to come clean with you, regardless of whether you could forgive her or not, she would accept it. I told her though, her purity was lost, she was no longer fit to stand by your side, afterward..."

Afraid that Malcom Moore might kill her in his furious wrath, Ivy Wood hesitated whether to continue speaking.

But if she didn’t speak, there would be no way to have Malcom return to Grace’s side.

After hesitating, she ultimately decided to continue, "Later when you went to Grace, telling her no matter what happened, you wouldn’t mind, Grace once again wanted to come clean... I stopped her again, told her a noble family like yours couldn’t possibly accept a girl who’d lost her purity... and... and I told her if she confessed to you, the video of her night with her senior would appear on the school network, she would become a never-ending object of ridicule by everyone..."

"Damn it!" Malcom reached out and grabbed Ivy Wood’s neck, "Why are you so vicious, woman? You’re damnable!"

This woman toyed with everyone in the palm of her hand.

Ivy Wood struggled for breath, yet stubbornly said, "Years ago, I forced Grace away. She went to Italy with her senior, and months later, Grace, devastated, found out she was pregnant... the senior was thrilled, but Grace forcibly aborted the child... the senior was heartbroken, knowing he couldn’t make Grace love him, so he left... Grace hasn’t forgotten about you even for a day these years, she loves you deeply... but she doesn’t dare return to see you, fearing, fearing I’d really make the video known... everything is my fault, so I want to atone... Grace is not to blame for what happened... Young Master Morris, can you forgive her?"

Malcom didn’t speak, the force from his hand suddenly increased.

Ivy Wood’s face turned purple with suffocation, breathing now even more strained.

In her dying gaze, she looked at Malcom Moore, seemingly smiling in relief, "Young Master Morris, kill me... all these years I wronged Grace, wronged you... every day living in deep remorse... just beg you, beg you to forgive Grace... she’s also a victim..."

Thus, the truth from six years ago unfolded entirely before Malcom Moore.

The fury around Malcom intensified, the grip of his hand grew tighter, seemingly planning to end Ivy Wood’s life.

Just when Ivy Wood thought she would die under Malcom’s hand, he suddenly let go, "Get lost, don’t let me see you again!"

Ivy Wood hurriedly opened the car door, fleeing in panic.