Chapter 75: Sean... who is he?

Dion’s secretary swallowed hard.

"Young Master Brandon... you must have misheard. I never mentioned Madam Hana."

"You still refuse to talk?" Brandon asked.

He raised his right hand and aimed it at Dion’s secretary. However, before his fist could reach the secretary’s face, the man had already raised both hands in surrender.

"I’ll tell you. I’ll tell you... Okay?"

Meanwhile, in the eastern territory of the Melvin Continent, Dion Sexa parked his car calmly. He straightened his appearance for the fourth time before stepping out of the car.

His strides were unusually long as he walked toward the hospital room Sean had told him about.

When he arrived, Dion stared at the door in front of him, his heart pounding rapidly. This was the first time he would see Hana again after five years.

He took a deep breath and tried to put on a warm smile, something he had never done in his entire life.

Once he was satisfied with his appearance, Dion slowly opened the door and walked inside. His gaze swept across the room.

Sean and his secretary were talking with serious expressions on the sofa beside Hana.

Dion’s gaze finally fell on someone still lying on the hospital bed with her eyes closed.

Sean looked up and watched Dion walk toward Hana.

His brows furrowed when the man placed his hand on the woman’s face.

Sean sighed and walked over to him.

"Don’t touch my mother," he ordered. "She’ll wake up if you keep touching her like that."

Dion turned to look at Sean and unconsciously withdrew his hand.

"What happened?" he asked softly.

Sean pulled Dion over and made him sit on the sofa.

"Mother had a panic attack. She kept crying whenever she opened her eyes in the hospital."

Dion’s brows furrowed deeply.

"Crying?"

"Mother thinks she really killed someone," Sean replied. "She only just fell asleep after the doctor gave her sleeping pills."

Dion shifted his gaze to Hana, whose face was still pale.

"Is she injured?"

Sean shook his head. "Only her kneecap was scraped. I’ve already asked my secretary to find the best doctor in this hospital to treat her."

"What about what I asked you to do?" Sean asked.

"You don’t need to worry. As long as Hana has me by her side, I won’t let her bear even the slightest blame, let alone suffer."

Sean finally nodded in satisfaction. He looked at his secretary.

"When will my siblings and grandmother arrive by plane?"

Sean’s secretary opened the tablet in his hand.

"They should be arriving soon, sir. Perhaps in another hour or two. I’ve also sent them the location of a safe landing site, free from surveillance by the eastern territory of the Melvin Continent."

"Wouldn’t it be better to take your mother to my territory?" Dion interrupted. "If we stay here, the people from the eastern territory of the Melvin Continent will surely try to find your mother again."

"They won’t have time," Sean replied. "Besides, this hospital is Zahn’s private hospital."

Dion was stunned for a moment. "Zahn? That ridiculous kid of Hans?"

Sean shot him a scornful glance, as if to say, Aren’t you just as ridiculous as that man? And you still dare to call him ridiculous?

Dion scratched his nose, which wasn’t even itchy. "I just think that out of all your mother’s children, you’re the only one worth paying attention to. After all, you inherited such good genes from me."

"You have no idea what we’ve actually been doing all this time. You’d die of shock if you knew what my two younger siblings and I have been gathering all these years."

Dion said nothing. Owning a private hospital at Zahn’s age did sound impossible. But then again, wasn’t his own son another impossibility? And that impossibility had come from Hana’s womb, the woman who had managed to shake his resolve hundreds of times.

Dion took off his suit jacket, revealing his perfectly sculpted physique beneath his thin white shirt. He loosened his tie, which had never looked particularly tight in the first place.

Sean glanced at him and snorted.

"Don’t claim to be my father just yet."

Sean’s secretary, who was standing behind him, looked at Dion with an incredulous expression, just like his master, who was now staring at the man in the same way.

"What do you mean?"

"My mother definitely won’t be able to accept the fact that she has a husband like you."

"Am I that embarrassing to you?"

Sean briefly glanced at Dion’s physique.

"Your clothes are truly embarrassing. My mother doesn’t like men with bodies like that."

Dion sneered and waved his hand.

"You don’t know anything about Hana."

Dion leaned back against the sofa, his gaze remaining fixed on Hana. The wrinkles at the corners of his lips were clearly visible.

"I warned you. Don’t regret it," Sean said.

He no longer paid Dion any attention and resumed discussing business with his secretary.

Two hours later, Dion had just returned with plenty of Hana’s favorite food when he was stunned to see Hans Xin sitting beside her, peeling fruit for her.

Hana accepted it politely and began eating.

Dion’s gaze shifted to the sofa, which was now occupied by Hana’s three children and Aunt Orland Hesh’s relatives.

He dropped the food in both hands, then strode toward Hana and pulled Hans away from her bedside.

Hana frowned when she saw Dion Sexa suddenly dragging Hans Xin away.

"Who are you?" Hana asked, trying to stop Dion Sexa.

Sean coughed softly at Dion Sexa’s outrageous behavior. He stood up from his chair and stepped forward to mediate between the two.

"Do you want Mother to have a bad impression of you?" Sean asked quietly.

Dion lowered his head to look at Sean.

"Didn’t you say you’d let me be the first person Hana saw?" Dion asked with a dark expression.

Sean blinked his round eyes several times.

"Who told you to take so long? Do you think I could bear to make my younger siblings and grandmothers wait outside the hospital for so long?"

"You could have let them come in, but instead, you allowed Hans to enter first?"

Hans, who was standing behind Sean, chuckled softly.

"Why are you scolding your son? He’s right. Besides, I was the one who found Hana first back then," he said.

Dion pushed Sean aside, then grabbed Hans by the collar again.

"You think you can control her like you did in the past? I was only an hour late that time," Dion declared.

Hana’s brows furrowed even more as the two men continued whispering to each other. She turned to look at the three aunts she had known since living in the rented house, as well as Kevin, Zahn, and Sean, who were standing behind Hans and Dion.

"Sean... who is he? Is he also a good person, like Uncle Hans, who brought you all to Melvin City?"