Chapter 392

"What?! Your father's awake? Really? Cedric has woken up? That's great!" Vivienne's expression froze for a moment before a look of ecstatic joy spread across her face.

However, this only intensified Tristan's despair. When he had been comatose and nearly died previously, his mother hadn't shown this level of happiness upon his awakening.

Lost in her ecstasy, Vivienne failed to notice Tristan's changing expression. She removed the needle from the back of her hand and struggled to rise from the bed. "I need to see Cedric. I'm the only one who should be with him."

"Mom, that's enough!" Tristan's slender frame blocked her path, his usually composed face now tinged with anger.

"Have you not done enough? Haven't you lost enough? Why are you still this stubborn? Mom, I'll wait for you to get out of prison. Then we can leave this place and start a new life, okay?" His once innocent eyes were filled with sadness. He looked up and pleaded, "I don't want a father anymore. I just want my mothe