?<strong>Chapter 791:</strong>


    Dorian’s eyes locked onto a photo of a child. He remembered that moment clearly—he had been present at the birth and had personally carried the newborn to show Regina. The baby’s chubby little face was carved into his memory, something he would never forget. Later, because the baby had fluid in her lungs, she spent the first half-month of her life in the neonatal unit. When he held her again, she looked different, having grown a bit. But as a new father, Dorian hadn’t thought much of it at the time.


    He trusted Regina and the medical staffpletely and never suspected any mix-up. Now, the photo in his hands wasbeled with Alicia’s name. Alicia, the daughter of the Bet family. The woman he had hurt repeatedly, whose life he had shattered, leaving her lonely on the roadside, was his own flesh and blood.


    Dorian was in disbelief. He couldn’t ept the fact. He shook his head violently, insisting that it couldn’t be true. Yet, tears flowed down his face without restraint. Finally, he gripped the photo tightly and wept loudly, drawing the attention of several doctors and nurses.


    Once he had calmed down, Dorian directly contacted Corey to inquire about the meaning behind this.


    The revtion hit Dorian with overwhelming force. Corey’s reply was evasive and cunning.


    “I came across this information identally. At first, I thought, considering your close rtionship with Ynda, it wasn’t necessary to reveal this secret. But now, with Ynda missing and her whereabouts unknown, maybe it’s time for you to recognize your true daughter and ease some of the pain from your loss.”


    Dorian remained skeptical of Corey’s seemingly selfless motives. He wanted to understand Corey’s true intentions, but the intense pain in his head made it difficult for him to think straight.


    Meanwhile, a court summons had arrived. Regina had cornered him; the hearing was set for the next day.


    The following day, Dorian arrived at the courthouse looking frail. He observed the woman he had once loved now opposing him, aloof and detached, as if she were a stranger. Consumed by heartache, he felt that everything he had held onto had crumbled in an instant. He began toe to terms with the reality. If Alicia was indeed his biological daughter, considering all the wrongs he hadmitted, he didn’t deserve a woman like Regina.


    Dorian’s odd behavior led the proceedings to wrap up more quickly than expected. Regina cast a nce at him, her expression unreadable, uncertain of what he had endured recently. He seemed to have lost all his resolve, struggling even to sit upright.


    As they exited the courthouse, Dorian quickened his steps to catch up with Regina, reaching for her hand. Regina withdrew it sharply, saying coldly, “We have no rtionship now. Please show some respect.”


    Dorian had never seemed so exposed. He murmured softly, “Regina, I need to speak with you privately. Please, just a moment of your time.”


    Regina appeared taken aback by his demeanor.


    Though they had once been a loving pair, Dorian had never shown such humility or sopletely abandoned his pride, appearing so broken.


    Turning away, Regina instructed, “Make it quick. Say what you have to.”


    They moved to a quiet area, away from prying eyes.


    Dorian said softly, “I want to see Alicia.”


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