The Billionaire And His Son Want Me Back by Juliette Vaughan

Chapter 139

Today was the big day when Paul chfrom the hospital to recover, so the Vanderbilt family had mostly

gathered. The whole family was sitting in the living room, chatting and laughing.

Dominick was taking his tbefore joining the table, so no one else could start eating. After all, Dominick had a

significant position in the Vanderbilt family now.

Paul sat in his wheelchair, looking at all the people in the room, his head aching.

He really didn't want to be hfor his recovery. He wanted to go back to the mountain clinic, at least there it

was peaceful, and he had his old companions around. But Dominick and Reginald didn't agree and firmly insisted

on bringing him back.

The sudden health scare with Paul had frightened them. If something like this happened again, without timely

treatment, they might not even get to see him one last time.

After all, not every twould turn out like this one. Every tReginald thought about this, he regretted it

deeply.

If Paisley were still there, with her medical expertise, she could have saved the family a lot of trouble in the

future.

But Reginald only thought about it in his heart. After all, Paisley and Dominick had been divorced for so many

years and had moved on with their lives.

Paisley even had a child with another man. Just based on that, he would never allow her to return to the

Vanderbilt family. Now, as he looked at Marissa helping Lauren care for everyone like a daughter-in-law,

Reginald's last traces of regret vanished.

Even though Marissa was the daughter of the driver, Lily, she grew up within the Vanderbilt family, and Reginald

had watched her grow up. Since she was young, she had been by Dominick's side, receiving elite education.

As a result, she possessed the poise and knowledge that rivaled any noble family's daughter, along with

resilience and kindness far beyond what most daughters of such families had.

Most importantly, she had a deep sense of gratitude toward the Vanderbilt family. With that gratitude, she would

never betray them, and everything in her future would be for the Vanderbilt family first.

Reginald could also tell that his wife and daughter really liked Marissa and treated her like family. So, for all these

reasons, Reginald was happy to see Dominick and Marissa reach a conclusion soon. "Hmph!" Paul suddenly

snorted from his wheelchair.

Reginald looked over. "What's wrong, Dad?"

Paul glanced ahead, curling his lips in annoyance. "I told you | didn't want to cback, but you insisted. And

now, as soon as I'm back, | see someone | don't want to see. How is that supposed to helprecover?"

Hearing this, Reginald turned to look and saw Marissa walking toward them with a smile. He immediately

understood what Paul meant.

"Con, Dad," Reginald said helplessly. "You're way too biased against Marissa. She's actually a good kid."

Paul glared at him. "Am | biased, or are you just blind?"

"What kind of elder just starts calling people names?" Reginald muttered, surprised that even at his age, he was

still being scolded by his father.

"What's wrong? I'm your father. If you're blind, | have every right to say so!" Paul lifted his chin, his commanding

presence undiminished even though he was in a wheelchair.

Reginald nodded repeatedly. "Fine, fine! You're absolutely right."

Fortunately, the two were seated far from the others. Everyone else was chatting and laughing, paying no

attention to their father-son exchange.

"Dad, | know you like Paisley, but she and Dom have been divorced for four years now. She's got kids with

someone else. There's no going back. You've got to let this go."

Paul felt a pang in his chest. Back at the hospital, Paisley had made it clear she wasn't going to reconcile with

Dominick. But just because Paisley and Dominick were done didn't mean he was willing to accept Marissa as his

granddaughter-in-law.

Still, Paul knew his influence had waned with age. He'd handed over power long ago, and this family wasn't his to

run anymore.

His son, daughter-in-law, and even the whole Vanderbilt clan seemed to adore Marissa, treating her as the future

matriarch of the family. His opinion as a sickly old man didn't count for much.

"Do whatever you want. Just don't regret it later," Paul finally said, offering his last piece of advice to what he

saw as a group of blind younger relatives.

Reginald chuckled at his father's attitude. "Alright, we won't regret it." After all, what was there to regret about

letting Marissa join the Vanderbilt family?

Initially, Reginald had planned to say a few kind words about Marissa to his father, but seeing Paul's unyielding

attitude, he dropped the idea. He figured that with time, his father would cto realize how kind and good

Marissa truly was.

Meanwhile, Marissa walked over, smiling as she addressed Lauren and the others. "Dom said he has swork

to finish up, so he told everyone to go ahead and eat without him."

"No way! We should wait for him. None of us are starving, so let's sit and chat while we wait," said Dominick's

second aunt, Ronda. Her husband was Paul's younger brother Harris's son.

Ronda's husband had been assigned by Dominick to oversee a branch office overseas last month. So today, she

represented Harris's family, bringing along her children. Harris's family depended on Dominick for their

livelihood, so their attitude toward him was naturally humble.

"You're right, let's wait," Lauren agreed, happy to wait and dine with her son.

Marissa nodded obediently. "I'll go to the kitchen and make sure the food is kept warm."

"Oh, you don't have to do that! The housekeeper can handle it. No need to tire yourself out," Lauren said

warmly, pulling Marissa to sit beside her.

Lauren then praised Marissa to the others. "This girl is so thoughtful. I've handed over all the household affairs to

her, and she manages them better than | ever did. I'm really enjoying my retirement now." Hearing this, the

others quickly understood Marissa's place in the family.

Back when Paul was gravely ill, Marissa had already stepped in to handle many responsibilities on Lauren's

behalf, impressing the Vanderbilt relatives. At that time, speculation began that Dominick and Marissa's

marriage was just around the corner.

Now, by Lauren's words and how Marissa managed things so capably, it was clear she was already being treated

as the future daughter-in-law.

"Lauren, when do we get to attend the wedding?" Ronda asked, perfectly reading the room to flatter both Lauren

and Marissa.

This question hit Lauren's soft spot. She couldn't wait for Dominick to marry Marissa, settle down, and hopefully

give her a granddaughter. While Lauren was eager, she knew better than to say it outright. She patted Marissa's

hand affectionately. "The kids' choices are their own. | can't interfere. It's up to them."