All Chapters of Master Blair's Fiery Pursuit: Chapter 981 - Chapter 990

Jeremiah took out a document and handed it to Mable, then continued, “Blair Fowler has a hereditary mental illness. He’s insane. After you lost your memory, I didn’t want you to have any connection with him, so I told you that he was dead.“As for the child, I thought you would find Blair if you knew you had a son, which would lead to more entanglement with him. That’s why I kept it a secret and didn’t tell you.”Jeremiah looked at Mable and patted her shoulder, saying, “Astrid, I’m sorry for lying to you, but you have to believe that I won’t harm you. I’m your family.”Mable stared blankly at the medical report in her hand belonging to Blair. It clearly documented his medical history from adolescence to twenty-six.He indeed had a hereditary mental disorder.“I know you did it for my own good, but...”A strong sense of guilt surged in her heart when she thought of Spike.The first time he saw her, he cried and said he missed her. However, as his mother, she had completely forgo

“Spike!”Mable crouched down and hugged Spike tightly.At that moment, her heart filled with guilt toward him. Her nose stung with tears.“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to forget you. Can you forgive me, Spike?”Spike’s eyes lit up as he looked at his mother in joy. “Mommy, did you regain your memories?”Mable’s guilt deepened. “No. I went to get the DNA test results we did yesterday. I’m sorry...”Blair looked at Mable and Spike. It turned out they did a DNA test.Although Spike was a bit disappointed, he still mustered up his spirits and smiled, shaking his head. “It’s okay. I’m happy as long as you know I’m your child...”“Why is your voice so hoarse?”Mable touched Spike’s face and realized that not only was his voice hoarse, but his face was also a bit warm.“Spike, are you running a fever?”Blair’s voice sounded. “Hurry up and lie down inside!”Mable turned to glare at Blair and snapped, “Blair Fowler, can’t you speak nicely? Don’t raise your voice!”Blair’s gaze was shar

Mable applied the salve to herself and went to the bedroom to accompany Spike.Spike’s temperature was a bit high, so Mable measured his temperature once in a while and used alcohol-soaked towels to wipe his neck and forehead to bring the temperature down.After Blair finished cooking, Mable fed Spike half the bowl and let him take some medicine.Spike felt a bit drowsy after taking the medicine.Mable rubbed his head and said gently, “Take a nap, Spike.”Spike pulled his mother’s hand, asking pitifully, “Mommy, will you leave if I fall asleep?”Mable squeezed his hand, her heart aching. “No, I’ll be right here with you. I’ll be here even when you wake up.”Spike nodded. Feeling reassured, he closed his eyes to sleep.Blair stood at the door and looked at Mable sitting by the bed, his expression dark.As if sensing the gaze at the door, Mable lifted her head and looked at Blair.She remembered what her brother said. Blair imprisoned her, tortured her, and forced her to carry

In Muller Manor.Jeremiah returned home after getting off work early.Unexpectedly, he saw that Mable was still not back yet.He picked up his phone and called the driver to ask about Mable’s whereabouts.When he heard that Mable went to Saint Rosa Hotel after leaving the hospital, he immediately guessed that she had gone to see Blair.Jeremiah frowned deeply, his heart somewhat worried.Now Mable knew of her relationship with Blair and that they had a seven-year-old child together. Since she went to find them, if the people around Blair talked to her, then...“Unc...”Lemon’s childish voice interrupted Jeremiah’s thoughts.Jeremiah looked up to see a servant carrying Lemon in from the garden.Lemon looked at his uncle and reached out for a hug.“Let Uncle Jeremiah hold you.” A gentle light appeared on Jeremiah’s face as he stood up and took Lemon from the servant.Lemon sat on his lap and played with his tie, her little legs swinging back and forth.“Mommy...”Jeremiah r

Mable was worried about Lemon and hurriedly rushed back to Muller Manor.Before she entered the house, she heard Lemon’s giggles from inside.Relieved, Mable quickly strode inside, only to see Lemon sitting on a car walker while Jeremiah held a butterfly toy up to tease her...Lemon’s sharp eyes immediately spotted her mother enter and gave up trying to catch the butterfly. She reached out and babbled, calling for her mommy and wanting to be held...“Little Lemon!”Mable rushed over and picked Lemon up.Lemon hugged her mother and pressed her cheek against her face, pointing at the butterfly in Jeremiah’s hand. “Mommy... Unc... Butterfwy...”Mable kissed her cheek. “Good girl.”Jeremiah looked at Mable and said, “Lemon kept crying earlier, so I thought she was unwell. It seems she just misses you after not seeing you all day...”Mable sighed in relief. She thought that Lemon was sick and was worried the whole way back.Thank goodness she was fine.Mable carried Lemon to sit