Mommy，We Got a Husband
Chapter 150 Life Peaks in an Instant

Harry felt like his brain had turned into mush at this moment, feeling completely lost.

"Caspian, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me!" Seeing Harry in this state, Mrs. Marigold was genuinely frightened. She called out to Harry, but he didn't respond. Mrs. Marigold hurriedly shouted. "Doctor, quickly call the doctor!" "I'm thinking right now, Mrs. Marigold, please don't keep calling for the doctor." Hearing Mrs. Marigold about to call the doctor again, Harry reminded her helplessly.

"Alright, alright." Mrs. Marigold nodded repeatedly. "I won't call the doctor. Caspian, you think, take your time to think."

"You said the DNA results were clear. What did they say?"

"Of course, it said that you and Alaric are father and son."

"The DNA test results say that Alaric is my biological father!" Harry felt like either he was going crazy and the world had gone mad.

"Yes, the authoritative results are absolutely accurate. I have confirmed it in various ways."

"Am I Alaric's biological son, right?"

"Yes." Seeing Harry's expression, Mrs. Marigold was truly worried and afraid, asking carefully, "Caspian, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me."

Harry couldn't hear what Mrs. Marigold was saying at all. His mind was in complete chaos, and he couldn't help but slap himself.

'That really hurts.' He brooded.

He wasn't dreaming, but he was Harry Storm, not Caspian. Harry couldn't be Alaric's son!

Seeing Harry slap himself, Mrs. Marigold was truly scared, quickly grabbing his hand and showing genuine concern.

"Caspian, what's wrong with you? Why are you hitting yourself? What's wrong? Doctor, doctor!"

"You're so noisy!" Harry was irritated by Mrs. Marigold's constant calls for the doctor and asked, "Mrs. Marigold, do you have anything else to say besides calling the doctor? I don't want to see a doctor!" "Alright, I won't call the doctor. Caspian, please don't be angry. I am wrong."

Now, Mrs. Marigold, who was eager to make amends, dared not say anything else and simply complied with Harry's wishes.

"Don't speak. Let me think quietly for a while." Harry needed to think carefully.

"Okay, I won't speak. I'll be quiet." Mrs. Marigold quickly responded.

Harry stared at the ceiling, trying hard to keep his mind calm, but it was spinning rapidly.

If he and Alaric were father and son, then Elisa should be Alaric's daughter, and Elisa, Caspian, and he would all be siblings!

A complete mess.

From childhood, it was always just him and Elisa. He had never heard Galatea mention another brother.

Wait, could it be that Caspian wasn't Alaric's son, but he, Harry, was, and there was a mix-up at birth?

No, he and Caspian couldn't have been mixed up. Besides, they looked exactly alike, so they should be real siblings.

"Caspian, Caspian?" Seeing Harry silent, lost in thought without blinking, Mrs. Marigold was very worried. She didn't dare call the doctor, so she gently called out to Harry.

"You're really annoying. If you keep this up, you'll have to leave. I can't think clearly with this noise." Harry, whose mind was already a mess, found Mrs. Marigold's constant chatter unbearable.

"I am wrong. I won't speak anymore. Caspian, please continue thinking."

"My thoughts have been completely disrupted by you. What else can I think about? I can't think anymore."

"So, Caspian, what do you want to do? Eat or play with toys?"

Harry looked at Mrs. Marigold, who had always been particularly strict, almost like the wicked witch on TV. Her current behavior amused Harry, and a mischievous idea suddenly came to him.

"Mrs. Marigold, do you regret treating me badly before?"

"Yes, I was wrong before."

"Does that mean you'll buy me whatever I want now?"

"Of course, Caspian. If you want the stars in the sky, I will get them for you."

"Let the stars in the sky stay there. I don't want them. I want a cellphone because mine fell into the toilet."

Harry needed a cell phone. With his mind in a fog, he needed Caspian to consider this issue.

"Cellphones are bad for your eyes. I don't want to give you a cell phone. How about this, Caspian? If you don't want a cellphone, I will buy you a private plane. When you're recovered, I will take you out to play."

Mrs. Marigold was certainly generous, offering a private plane right away. However, Harry didn't see the need for a private plane.

"Am I now Mr. Knight Junior and all of the Knight family's assets are mine?" Harry suddenly thought of this question.

"Of course, you're my only grandson. Everything in the Knight family belongs to you."

Previously, Caspian had mentioned giving him five million, but Harry's pride hadn't allowed him to accept the money. However, now that he realized he was also Mr. Knight Junior of the Knight family, he was determined to take it. Galatea had struggled for so many years, and he wanted to make good money in the future to take care of her.

Unexpectedly, Harry turned out to be a wealthy heir.

There was no need to wait to show respect to Galatea.

"Give me the 760 thousand dollars first, and I'll spend it." Harry demanded.

"Okay, tell me your account number, and I will transfer it to you right away."

So generous!

This wealthy person treated 760 thousand dollars like 76 dollars. It seemed Harry had asked for too little.

Well, Mrs. Marigold was now catering to his every whim. He could always ask for more later.

"Alright, I want to sleep now. You're too noisy here. Please leave."

"I promise to be silent here. You sleep first." Mrs. Marigold quickly covered Harry with a blanket.

Mrs. Marigold's sudden change in attitude was quite refreshing.

Harry closed his eyes and tried to sleep. When he woke up, he hoped everything would still be real, not just a dream.

As Harry slept, Mrs. Marigold watched over him by the bed, staying there until nightfall.

Alaric had been in the meeting all afternoon. After it ended, he tried calling Galatea but received a message saying. "Sorry, the number you dialed is switched off." Switched off. Galatea had actually turned off her phone.