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Tyler parked his car in the parking lot of the hospital where Sheryl was in and immediately hopped out. He has taken no step yet when the sounds of the clicking cameras and the flickering of the flashes bombarded him. A bunch of people was waiting for him, ambushing him in the parking lot.

Tyler glanced at the news media and showed a dissatisfied face, but it didn’t stop them from throwing dozens of questions to his face. They never cared when they saw the impatience on his face and blocked his way with mics pointed at his face. The cameras were clearly on a roll and the flashes were still glaring brightly now and then.

“How’s Sheryl Carter—”

“Did she give birth properly to your son—”

“What was the reaction of your wife when she knew that—”

Immediately, his guards went out of their vans and rushed to get in between the prying media and their boss. They made a quick human barricade that was seemingly trustable because of their sturdy builds and