The Years Between Signing and Seeing novel Chapter 479

Suzie had privately pieced it together: Did the massive blood transfusions reveal Chloe's true blood type? Was that how they realized she wasn't biologically theirs?

Since Chloe had been raised by them since birth, they must have deduced the swap happened at the hospital. That realization likely led them straight to Margaret.

But that raised another glaring question: How had they gone over two decades without ever knowing her blood type? Between school physicals and general medical records, blood types were required information.

Suzie spun countless theories in her head, but she still couldn't lock down the absolute truth.

She recalled how Lionel's expression had shifted into profound grief the moment he stopped talking about the accident. The way he had looked at her... viewing her as his stolen daughter... Suzie could read that sorrow perfectly.

Imagine the agony. To have your own flesh and blood stolen away, while you unknowingly raised a stranger's child for over twenty years. Anyone would be shattered by that reality.

But even setting aside the blood type anomaly, Suzie still found the logistics mind-boggling. Did they just never look closely at their newborn baby? How could a mother not recognize that the infant handed back to her was entirely different?

When Suzie had given birth to her own children, every single detail of their little faces had been permanently seared into her brain. If someone had tried to swap them, she would have known instantly.

The influx of chaotic, disjointed information was giving her a headache.

She and Lionel had talked at the hotel for hours before finally parting ways. As Lionel's car pulled out of the driveway, Suzie had walked to the curb, planning to hail a cab back to the forensics center to retrieve her car.

But just as she reached the street, a familiar face had approached her...

"Suzie, what are you thinking about?"

Jamie's sudden voice shocked Suzie out of her intense flashback. She had been so lost in the events of yesterday that she had genuinely forgotten she was in a hospital bed with Jamie sitting right beside her.

He had tried to use the mystery of last night as an icebreaker, but she clearly had no intention of letting him in. Her resolve to sever all ties with him was ironclad.

But there were things he needed her to hear, even if he had to explain them slowly.

Jamie let out a soft sigh. "Suzie, since you don't want to talk about last night, let's talk about something else."

Suzie kept her eyes firmly shut and didn't make a sound.

A moment later, his deep voice filled the quiet room again. "Do you remember the early days of our marriage? Do you know the real reason why I moved into a separate bedroom so quickly?"

He paused, letting the silence hang before continuing. "Yes, my grandfather arranged the marriage. But the first time I laid eyes on you, I felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity. It wasn't an exaggeration to say my heart felt instantly full. I knew right then that you were meant to be my wife..."