Chapter 506: They've Gone Back

After everything that had happened, her focus was solely on her child and her career. She really couldn’t muster any interest in other men.

‘This world is just awful!’

‘So many scumbags!’

Anne Sutton looked out the window.

Nathan Fawcett said, “By the way, I have something to tell you.”

“What is it?” Anne Sutton asked, looking at Nathan Fawcett.

Nathan Fawcett said, “I’m thinking of giving the house next door, my uncle’s old place, to Finn. What do you think?”

Anne Sutton replied, “Finn is still so young. Why are you giving him a house now?”

Victor Linden had previously sold that house to pay off his debts, but Nathan Fawcett had bought it back.

Nathan Fawcett said, “Finn is a Linden child too. When he grows up, he and Ian can each have a house. Wouldn’t that be perfect? He’s Ethan Linden’s son, and I really feel for him. But I’m also worried people will say I’m playing favorites. Of course, I’m also worried you’ll think I don’t care about you enough. That’s why I want to prepare this for him in advance.”

Anne Sutton looked at Nathan Fawcett. “You can think about these things later. There’s no need to rush and consider them now. When you make arrangements like this, it feels like you’re settling your final affairs. Nathan Fawcett, I hate this feeling. Do you understand?”

She had already gone through this once before, back with the Fawcett Family.

He had given her his house.

He had planned everything out for her.

Now that his health was failing, he was planning these things all over again, and Anne Sutton truly hated it.

She didn’t like this feeling of having to part with him all over again.

Because she believed Nathan Fawcett would get better.

Hearing her, Nathan Fawcett’s lips curved into a smile. He didn’t argue, simply stating his thoughts. “Also, that house Ryan Linden sold… I’ve had it all this time. I was recently thinking about whether I should give it back to Lana Langley.”

When the house was first sold, Ryan Linden got eighty million for it.

Nathan Fawcett bought it back. In reality, the house was worth far more than that.

Hearing Nathan Fawcett, Anne Sutton asked, “You bought that house back?”

“No,” Nathan Fawcett said. “When he was selling it, I had someone buy it. I knew he was going to sell. My original plan was to teach him a lesson, and once he’d learned to behave, I’d give the house back. Now that they’re divorced, it’s better to leave it to the child.”

That house was originally a gift from the patriarch for Lana Langley and Ryan Linden’s child.

And Ryan Linden went and sold it.

What a depraved man. He squandered away what little family fortune there was!

If he hadn’t gambled, things would never have gotten this bad.

Anne Sutton gazed at Nathan Fawcett. She reached out and placed a hand on his face, caressing his handsome features. “Everyone thought you were targeting Ryan Linden because you held a grudge against him. Looking at it now, you were actually trying to save him.”

If Nathan Fawcett hadn’t stepped in and forced his hand, he probably would have kept gambling forever.

He would have gambled away the entire family fortune!

Since divorcing Lana Langley, Ryan Linden and his father have moved to the suburbs. They bought a small house, opened a shop, and are living a fairly ordinary life. They’re at least able to make ends meet.

It was a much more stable life than what he had before.

Nathan Fawcett looked at Anne Sutton and said, “I’m not that good.”

Anne Sutton looked at the man, leaned in, and gave him a kiss on the cheek.

‘He just seems so cold sometimes.’

‘But now… he’s actually a pretty great guy!’

The kiss softened Nathan Fawcett’s gaze. He looked at Anne Sutton and said, “So you see how good I am now?”

“Yes,” Anne Sutton replied.

She knew saying so would make him happy, so she didn’t hold back. She was just humoring him.

Nathan Fawcett’s lips curved into a smile.

Back home, Anne Sutton called Lana Langley and asked her to come over.

Lana Langley had been busy with work lately. She’d slimmed down a bit and looked even more attractive than before.

Having found her own purpose out in the world, she was much more confident now.

She was no longer the type to gossip about every little thing like she used to.

‘It just goes to show you…’

‘Get involved with a terrible man, and your whole life gets dragged down!’

‘But now…’

‘She’s become a much better person.’

That evening, Lana Langley brought Donna over for dinner.

When Anne Sutton told her that Nathan Fawcett wanted to give the house Ryan Linden had sold for cheap back to her and Donna, Lana Langley was stunned. “Is this for real?” she asked in disbelief.

“Of course it’s true,” Anne Sutton said.

Nathan Fawcett sat to the side, saying nothing.

Lana Langley glanced at him. “But… the house was sold. You’re just giving it to us, just like that?”

She found it hard to believe.

After all, in her eyes, Nathan Fawcett had never been a man to be trifled with.

Nathan Fawcett said, “I can let you live in the house. But there’s a condition.”

“What condition?” Lana Langley asked.

Nathan Fawcett said, “You can’t give it to Ryan Linden. Also, the house cannot be sold before the child is grown.”

Hearing this, Lana Langley stared at Nathan Fawcett, speechless.

Seeing her reaction, Anne Sutton said, “Lana, are you stunned speechless?”

Lana Langley’s eyes immediately reddened. “Nathan, I’m so sorry! I always thought you were a bad person, that you were targeting us. I never imagined you were even planning to take care of the house for us.”

‘How could I have been so blind!’

‘To think that everything Nathan Fawcett did was aimed at me and Ryan Linden.’

‘Only now do I realize he had good intentions all along!’

‘Everything he did was to get that gambler Ryan Linden to turn his life around.’

Hearing her, Nathan Fawcett said, “If you have no objections, contact a lawyer to handle the paperwork when you have time.”

“Thank you,” Lana Langley said.

She was truly, genuinely grateful to Nathan Fawcett from the bottom of her heart.

As Lana Langley was leaving, she held Anne Sutton’s hand. “Anne, how is Nathan’s health? He looks quite haggard. He’s going to be okay, right?”

Anne Sutton said, “He’s just been tired lately. Plus, he went out today. He’ll be fine after some rest.”

Although she said that, his recent medical report hadn’t been very optimistic.

It was a major headache for Anne Sutton, too.

Lana Langley said, “You have to take good care of him. And… you should marry Nathan soon! I can see he really loves you! Don’t let him down.”

Looking at Lana Langley, Anne knew she had been genuinely moved by what Nathan Fawcett had done.

Anne Sutton said, “I know. You should get going. Be careful on your way home.”

Lana Langley said to Donna, “Quick, say goodbye to Auntie.”

“Goodbye, Auntie.”

After seeing the mother and son off, Anne Sutton returned to the sofa. Nathan Fawcett was sitting there, leaning back, looking like he was about to fall asleep.

Anne Sutton walked over, sat down beside him, and said, “Nathan.”

He opened his eyes. Seeing her, his gaze was weary. “They left.”

“Mmm,” Anne Sutton said. “Sleepy?”

“I went out today. I’m a little tired.”

Anne Sutton said, “Go to bed, then.”

She led him upstairs.

It wasn’t long before Nathan Fawcett was asleep.

Anne Sutton sat by his side, watching him. She, on the other hand, wasn’t sleepy at all.