My Three Babies Have Different Fathers

”It’s nothing,” Hana replied, trying to hide her own problems so Sean wouldn’t worry.

”Mom!” Sean shouted, his eyes sharp and mature, something Hana had never seen before.

Hana’s lips finally parted before closing again.

”Is there nothing you want to tell me, Mom?” Sean asked.

Hana swallowed unconsciously. Was this really her son? Or was he someone else’s son?

Hana shook her head. ”You’re not my son?” she asked, her face paling.

Sean let out a frustrated breath. ”Mom, it’s me. I’m Sean Frash, your eldest son, who—”

Hana shook her head again. ”You’re not my Sean. My Sean is an innocent child who can’t even speak this harshly,” Hana refused to believe.

”Mom has a small mole beneath her breast.”

Hana was stunned by his words, then blinked several times. Only she and her three sons knew about this. She had never allowed anyone to see her breasts!

”Mom!” Sean shouted, interrupting Hana’s thoughts. ”Tell me now. I’ll take care of the problem for you.”

Hana, who was still kneeling, finally raised her head and looked into Sean’s eyes again. Her hands, which had begun to calm down, started trembling once more.

”Sean... Mom killed someone.” Hana pointed toward the gambling den, which was obscured by numerous buildings in front of her.

Hana stared at both her hands, then shook her head. ”You... you need to leave quickly. You have to go home. I don’t want you to get dragged into this mess. You three must stay with your three grandmothers, okay? I’ll find a way to contact them so they can come and get you. Don’t think about anything else.”

Sean was stunned for a few moments. His eyes flashed with a sharpness far beyond his age.

”Mom... just calm down first. I’ll find a way to handle this. Don’t cry anymore. I’m sure you’re not at fault,” Sean said, embracing Hana’s head.

Hana shook her head. ”No... Sean. You don’t understand yet. Mom killed someone. I really killed someone. You have to go home immediately...” Hana said, beginning to struggle to breathe because of her overwhelming emotions.

Thud!

Hana’s body finally gave out. She slumped onto the cold road beneath her.

”Mom!!!” Sean shouted in panic.

He quickly pressed the call button. However, the person he contacted wasn’t his father, who had been searching for Hana all this time. Instead, Sean called his secretary.

”Pick me up on XXXX Road in five minutes,” he ordered firmly.

”Yes, Young Master,” Sean’s secretary replied.

Sean had also established a business network in the eastern part of the Melvin Continent. He had even sent his secretary to stand by in preparation for any situation after learning that Hana had been taken to that place by the heir of the Vein family.

Meanwhile, Dion Sexa and several of his subordinates were busy searching for Hana, combing through the narrow streets not far from where she was.

Ding!

A message arrived on Dion’s phone.

Dion, who had been looking around in frustration, finally reached for his phone, hoping the message was from one of his subordinates who had found Hana’s whereabouts.

”Mom is in my hands now. Just take care of the problem Mom caused. Mom killed someone. I don’t know exactly how it happened, but you have to find out yourself. Mom is in the northern section of XXXX Road. If you want to see her, settle the problem first.”

Dion Sexa’s eyes remained fixed on the message for several seconds. Then he snorted and immediately called his secretary.

”No matter what happens, seal off the northern section of XXXX Road. Check all the CCTV footage in that area. I want you to find out where Hana was last seen,” Dion ordered.

He ended the call quickly, then hurried along XXXX Road toward the northern section.

Not long afterward, another message arrived containing a video showing the last place where Hana had been seen.

”Damn it. Meya Vein, you really dared to take my wife to that place? You’re finished once I settle all of this.”

Within five minutes, Dion Sexa arrived at the gambling den. His subordinates had already surrounded the building. No one was allowed to leave.

Dion snorted. Wearing a black shirt already soaked with sweat, he hurried inside toward the VIP room of the gambling den.

A doctor arranged by his secretary was already there, providing emergency treatment to the injured man.

Dion snorted. ”What are you doing?” he asked.

”Sir, this man is still alive. I’m trying to save him so that Madam Hana won’t get dragged into even more trouble.”

Dion Sexa sneered. ”You want to save a man who dared to desire your master’s woman?” he asked.

His secretary unconsciously swallowed when he heard Dion Sexa’s voice, which sounded truly terrifying to his ears.

”But, Sir, Madam Hana could—”

Dion Sexa smiled coldly. He quickly pulled a pistol from the holster of one of his subordinates standing nearby.

”Move aside!” he ordered the doctor treating the nearly dying man.

The doctor flinched and hurriedly crawled backward with a pale face as Dion pointed his gun at him.

”A piece of trash like this dares to desire my woman?” Dion asked coldly.

Crack!!

Dion crushed the man’s kneecap beneath his expensive leather shoe.

”I’m Dion Sexa. I’m not that kind.”

He pointed the muzzle of the pistol in his hand at the man.

His secretary and subordinates stared at their boss in horror.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

Gunshots rang out one after another, aimed at the man’s vital points.

Dion smiled with satisfaction at what he had done.

He wiped the gun’s muzzle, then handed it to his secretary.

”Send this corpse to Meya Vein’s house. Include the CCTV footage we obtained earlier. Tell her she’ll pay dearly for daring to touch the woman of the ruler of the western region of the Melvin Continent.”

His secretary accepted the pistol Dion handed him and put it away before nodding. ”Yes, Sir.”

Dion Sexa turned around and looked at his secretary, who still hadn’t moved from his spot.

”Have you brought me a change of clothes?” Dion asked, his expression calm once again.

”Yes, Sir. Everything is in the car. I even brought the outfit that was just delivered by a designer from the Melvin Continent. It was specially made to highlight your perfect physique.”

Dion nodded with satisfaction, then immediately returned to his car.

However, before getting into the car, his eyes met those of Hana’s ex-boyfriend, Brandon Vein, who was rushing into the gambling den with several of his subordinates.

They stopped on the same entrance steps.

Brandon stared sharply at Dion.

”What are you doing in my territory?” he asked.