Hey, My Twins Babies

Chapter 874 Twenty Years of Waiting to be Called

Hearing Rufus' thanks, Vanessa couldn't help but feel sad, and for some reason tears were actually

welling up in her eyes. She never thought that she was such a fragile person, an operation, a person

who had no relation to her, had touched her heart.

"Never mind it, Rufus. Go for it!"

"I will."

Felix locked his eyes at them and they looked like each other in look and tonet. NôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.

Was he overthinking it? Or was Rufus hiding something from him? How could there be such a

coincidence?

"Okay, I'm going in."

Rufus turned around, but at the same time Brian suddenly held Winnie's hand.

When Winnie was confused, Rufus walked into the operating room without looking back.

Winnie felt the strength being applied to her hands, and just as she raised her eyes to look at Brian,

just as the door to the operating room was about to close, Brian suddenly spoke.

"Dad ......"

It brought everything to a standstill.

The door to the operating room stopped closing, Winnie looked at Brian, and Stella incredibly opened

her mouth.

The one who was most shocked was Rufus, who stopped but didn't turn around, afraid that he had

heard wrong, afraid that what he heard was an illusion, and even more afraid that he was dreaming.

If it was a dream, he didn't want to wake up.

"Dad ...... I'll wait you out."

Brian called out again.

After twenty years, he thought he would never call out to him again.

But he didn't even expect himself to call out so naturally, thought he was nervous, holding Winnie's

hand.

He knew his courage to call out "Dad" came from Winnie's inspiration.

He wanted to try once.

Rufus heard him clearly, he wasn't dreaming, it was a call from his son.

"Wait for me, I'll be out soon."

Rufus said with tears in his eyes, but he didn't dare to turn around for fear that his son would see his

tears.

The door to the operating room closed, the warning light above the door turned on, and Brian's nervous

grip on Winnie's hand hadn't let go.

His force was enough to make Winnie cry out in pain, but Winnie raised the corners of her mouth and

looked at Brian with immense relief.

"You did it."

Winnie spoke in a small voice, complimenting Brian like a child.

She knew that at this moment, Brian needed the affirmation and encouragement.

"Thank you, I couldn't have called out without you by my side."

Brian looked down at Winnie, without her, without her forcing and encouraging him, he really couldn't

have call out.

"It was your own effort, how do you feel?"

Winnie said modestly, it was not the time to take credit, instead, Brian's mood was more important.

Before answering Winnie, Brian let out a long sigh. After "Dad" was called out, he felt that he was

relaxed.

"It wasn't as hard as I thought it would be, it was pretty easy."

This was the truest feeling of Brian.

Although he hadn't yet forgiven his father and hadn't been able to come to terms with the past, he had

taken a step forward and felt the happiness of calling out to his dad.

"That's enough, take your time."

Winnie took a deep breath, feeling that the stone she had been blocking in her chest could be put

aside.

Everyone's attention was on Brian and Winnie, while Felix kept staring at Vanessa.

Just now he had compared Vanessa and Rufus together, and now he was comparing Vanessa and

Stella together, so at a glance, they looked alike. If an outsider were to look at them, they would

definitely say that the two of them were real sisters.

Felix took it seriously.

It was possible for Vanessa and Rufus had the exact same blood type. Such blood types counted as

family genetics, and the chances of coincidence were rare. And if it happened to be in such a

complicated relationship, he had to be suspicious.

Back then, Isobel was pregnant and she said she would get abortion, but there was never any definite

news to prove that she did.

Was is possible that Vanessa was Rufus’ daughter?

"Grandpa Felix, why do you keep looking at me, do I have something dirty on my face?"

Vanessa noticed Felix's gaze and came over to him.

"No, but you're too thin, did you not sleep well?"

Felix found a random reason.

"I get enough sleep every single day. I don't feel I am thin, that's how people are these days."

"Grandpa Felix, are you worried about Rufus?"

The reason why Vanessa came over to chat with Felix was that she thought he looked poor and

helpless.

"Yes."

Felix did not deny it, but it was the first time he expressed his concern.

"How nice to have a father to worry about him at his 60s."

Vanessa said, trying to make Felix relaxed.

"Envious?"

Felix asked, carefully sizing up Vanessa, feeling that she was Rufus’ daughter.

"Yes."

She was envious because her parents died, and no matter what happened to her, her parents would

not be there.

"How old are you, Vanessa?"

Felix began to verify some information.

"I'm 21 years old."

Vanessa replied as long as Felix was distracted.

"When is your birthday?"

He continued the question.

"X year, X month, X day."

Vanessa thought that she had successfully diverted Felix's attention so that he would not be so

nervous.

"Good."

Felix responded to Vanessa, but in his heart, he was calculating the date and it immediately surprised

Felix.

If Isobel hadn't got abortion, his suspicions were true.

"Vanessa, how come you have RhD, your family has it too?"

Felix lowered his voice as he asked the question, afraid of being heard.

"I don't think so, my parents aren't that blood type and my aunt said my grandparents weren't that blood

type either. I'm the exception, but my aunt said there are a lot of genetic variations like mine in addition

to the family genes."

Vanessa heard it from her sister, and when asked her aunt, she didn't answer.

"Yes, your aunt is right, it doesn't all run in the family."

Yet Felix knew that the likelihood of inheritance was high, and that the possibility of a change in the

gene was small.

As much as the Chambers family didn't have a genetic predisposition for that blood, that made him

even more suspicious.

"Vanessa ......"

Just as Felix was about to ask, a nurse came out of the operating room and eagerly called out to

Vanessa.

"Vanessa, come in with me to be ready for blood transfusion."

The nurse's call made everyone's emotions tense up again. All came together to the nurse's side.

"Is something wrong?"

Stella asked worriedly.

"Don't worry, it's fine."

After the nurse answered Stella, she took Vanessa inside.

By the time Felix walked to the door of the operating room, the door of the operating room was already

closed.

"Why, I'm going in for a blood transfusion, too."

Felix didn't hear what the nurse said and was mentally apprehensive.

"It's okay, Grandpa, don't worry, the doctor will call you if you are needed."

Stella calmed her grandfather down, just in case he couldn't handle it.

And Brian had been holding Winnie's hand, without which he didn't know if he could have held on.

Winnie came to Felix, followed by Brian.

"Don't worry, Chairman, the blood is well prepared and it will be fine. I'll send you back to the ward,

Rufus will be out soon."

Winnie was entrusted by Rufus to take good care of Felix, and at this moment he could feel Felix's

anxiety as a father.

"I'm not tired, I can't go back. I move slowly, and if I really need to donate blood, I'm too slow to walk

over here. I'll just wait here and wait for him to come out."

Felix had no intention of leaving when he came, and he would not leave no matter who was to

persuade him.

"Then go sit in the chair."

Winnie guessed that Felix would not leave for he had been worrying his son.

"Grandpa, have a seat."

Only then did Brian let go of Winnie's hand and helped Felix to sit down.

As Felix had just sat down, a rush of footsteps arrived from far.

"Where's brother, how's he going?"

Thomas arrived late, and it was clear that he was in a hurry.

"You came so late, don’t you worry about your brother?"

Felix chided disgruntledly, ignoring the fact that others were all present.

"I got occupied, how's brother doing?"

Thomas knew he was late, but was upset at his father's complain.

"Don't worry, Uncle Thomas, Dad's been in the operating room for a while now."

Stella said to Thomas, or her Grandpa would definitely scold him.