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    Rylie actually took Josue’s words seriously!


    Eileen gazed at Josue, her eyes wide and unblinking. She didn’t know how to respond to Rylie.


    “Would I lie to you?” Josue said, walking toward Eileen with unwavering confidence. “Good thing the baby isn’t born yet. If it could talk, I’d have it call you its god-grandmother.”


    Upon hearing this, Eileen choked, her sudden cough giving her the chance to escape to the windowsill.


    She found herself unable to interject in the lively discussion between Rylie and Josue, despite being the main subject of their conversation.


    “That settles it, then. I acknowledge this child as a member of my family!” Rylie dered, her tone clear and firm.


    She shed a reassuring smile at Eileen, who was still trying to catch her breath, and motioned for Josue to pass her some tissues.


    Turning to Ruby, Rylie asked, “Are you the child’s grandmother?”


    “Yes,” Ruby responded briefly, struggling to match Rylie’s spirited demeanor. She attempted to approach Eileen but found herself gently guided by Rylie to sit by the bed instead.


    “So, how much longer until the baby arrives? Is it a boy or a girl? And is your daughter nning to have the baby here, or will she return to her home country?” Rylie continued, her questions flowing one after another.


    While they kept chatting, Josue approached Eileen and whispered, “Do me a favor. You wouldn’t lose out by having another father and grandmother for your child. My mother is really generous.”


    Eileen was taken aback.


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    Was that really the issue? This wasn’t about doing her a favor at all!


    “Oh, right,” Josue added casually. “Regarding the father’s side, I’ll exin it to him myself. It won’t cause you any problems.”


    “There’s no need for that,” Eileen replied, her smile tinged with sadness.


    Josue was puzzled by her reaction. Wouldn’t any father be concerned if someone suddenly wanted to be his child’s godfather?


    Why would Eileen refuse his offer to handle it?


    Noticing the faint sorrow in Eileen’s eyes, Josue caught his breath.


    “The child’s father… is dead?” he guessed, his expression softening. “My condolences. But in this case, perhaps your child needs a father figure even more…”


    He continued talking, but Eileen barely heard him.


    Her mind was overwhelmed with the word “dead.”


    His attempts at persuasion and Rylie’s constant babbling were nearly too much for her.


    It wasn’t until she had left the noisy room that she finally found some peace.


    She muttered under her breath, “What did they really mean by all that?”


    Ruby also appeared slightly bewildered as she said, “Didn’t they make it clear? One of them will be the child’s godfather, and the other the god-grandmother.”


    “Are you serious?” Eileen was skeptical. She had never agreed to anything!


    After a prolonged silence, Ruby nced back toward the hospital room and said, “Perhaps they just said that on a whim. We shouldn’t dwell on it. Let’s head home.”


    That seemed reasonable. Nodding in agreement, Eileen shared a taxi with Ruby back to the mall and then drove home.


    Meanwhile, Rylie was busy figuring out Eileen’s due date. Enthusiastically, she began ordering gifts — a three-piece set of gold, including a gold locket and bracelets — all purchased in advance.


    Josue was also caught up in his newfound seriousness.


    Having finally given his mother something to upy her time, he was free from her constant nudges to settle down.


    “Listen, Josue, you can’t just say that and then forget about it. If you’re going to be a godfather, you mustmit fully. Besides, this child doesn’t have a father,” Rylie lectured, noticing his half-hearted attitude.


    “Understood,” Josue nodded, though his responsecked conviction.


    Rylie, seeing right through him, continued, “It’s not just about being present. Even though this child isn’t biologically yours, having a bond from childhood means something. One day, when you have your own kids, they might be yours biologically, but that doesn’t guarantee a real bond. So, you need to take good care of Eileen’s child.”


    Her words nearly overwhelmed Josue.


    To his own astonishment, he found her argument strangelypelling.


    He was captivated by the idea, and the prospect of being called “godfather” by a little one from a young age inexplicably filled him with joy.


    If the child were a girl, his excitement would be even greater.


    “Am I really going to be a godfather?” Josue’s spirits lifted instantly.


    “A godfather is pretty much a father — no less significant than a biological one. Take Bryan’s father, for example — definitely not the caliber of godfather I’d want to be.”


    Rylie shot him a look.


    “Could we not bring up that troublesome man right now?” she said sharply. “He’s not fit to be a father, much less a decent human being. Anyway, how’s Bryan doing? Didn’t he mention something about getting married before the new year?”


    Josue looked puzzled. “He’s getting married? That’s news to me! He didn’t tell me about it.”


    “Oh, right,” Rylie said, tapping her forehead as if she had just remembered. “He feared you’de back and disrupt work, so he made me promise not to tell you.”


    Seeing Josue’s gloomy face, she quickly tapped his shoulder and reassured him.


    “My dear, he may have yed you, but now you’re about to be a godfather — something he’ll never be. Here’s your chance for ‘revenge’.”


    “Great! Time to unt this a bit!” Josue grinned as he grabbed his phone and exited the hospital room, striding down the corridor with renewed purpose.


    Dusk began to nket the sky, though it was still afternoon in the country where Bryan was.


    The spring sunlight streamed into the room, illuminating Bryan as he held a cigarette in his left hand.


    The sudden ring of his phone interrupted the quiet, prompting him to set his wine ss down with his right hand and swipe the screen to answer.


    “Bryan, why didn’t you tell me you’re getting married?” the voice on the other end demanded.


    Bryan’s expression darkened.


    He closed his eyes, taking a moment topose himself. His tone was devoid of emotion as he replied, “You called just to ask this?”


    “Of course not,” Josue quickly replied, his voice firm. “I’m calling to tell you about a significant event in my life.”


    There was a brief pause before he added, “Aren’t you going to ask what it is?”


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