Beyond the Divorce

Chapter 1312 The History of the Huffman family



Anson let out a bitter smile and sighed. "To be precise, he became part of the Huffman family when he was only eight.

"They were from out of town. We didn't even know where their hometown was. I rescued him from a car accident, which was truly horrific."

I was surprised. "A car accident?"

Anson nodded. "Yes. The other party was in a car, and they were a family of three on a motorcycle. The force of the collision caused the child to fall into the river below the bridge.

"I quickly had my men jump in and rescue him. His parents, however, died on the spot. The scene was simply unbearable."

As Anson spoke, he sighed weakly.

"If he hadn't been rescued in time, his life might not have been spared. After he woke up, he couldn't remember anything and just cried incessantly.

"He was terrified, seriously ill, and stayed in the hospital for a long time. He didn't like to talk, either. When he saw me, he suddenly grabbed my hand and wouldn't let go, looking like he wanted to cry. It was heartbreaking, so I relented."

"Indeed, he was a pitiful child." I couldn't help but picture Millard's face. What was it that changed him?

"When he recovered, I told him the truth, that his parents were gone. I asked if he had any other relatives, but he just shook his head. Seeing this, I had to ask if he wanted to come home with me.

"He nodded, holding onto me tightly. I had no choice but to take him home. Trinity was only two years old then."

Anson sighed and added, "Sometimes I wonder if I made a mistake.”

"Anson, don't think like that. What happened next?"

"He stuck to me like glue for a month and finally got acquainted with the Huffman family. I took care of him until he was well enough to go to the nearest school. During that time he was only close to me."

Anson became emotional. "To be honest, the child was so tender and sweet. He was also quiet and reserved, but he could communicate with me. I quite liked him..

"I sent someone to investigate and found that his hometown was in a small county. The people there were poor, and it turned out his parents fled from something, and his relatives wouldn't take him

Anson looked angry and sorrowful.

"How heartless of them," I commented.

"I was furious and stopped looking for them. I decided to keep him by my side and never mentioned sending him back again. But

knowing that his last name was

Millard, I thought he might get bullied around here.gave him my last name and

first name to Millard." Content

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"Anson, you did it out of kindness. His first name is to honor his real family name, right?"

"Yes. One mustn't forget their roots. After all, he was eight years old and knew he was from the Millard family. But none of his family wanted him. All these years, no one has come looking for him."

Anson continued, "When we found his family address, we sent out our details to them, but no one came. It shows that his parents weren't well- regarded at home."

I nodded silently. "Perhaps that's Millard's true nature, and it was just hidden during his time at the Huffman family."Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

"You may be right. When he turned 18, after the coming-of-age ceremony, I sent him out to gain experience. Actually, I hoped he would study a bit. "Since I kept him by my side, he was practically a member of the Huffman family, so how could I not treat him like one of us?"