My Baby's Daddy Is An Ex-convict

The North Pole Prison was located in-as its name suggests-the North Pole, specifically the northernmost part of the North Pole. It was situated more than 500 meters beneath the earth's surface, and it was there that the world's most vicious and well-known criminals were imprisoned!

It was a prison that no one in history succeeded in escaping from!

At that moment, an elevator had risen to the earth's surface from beneath. The elevator door opened slowly, and a man with a scruffy-looking face stepped out from inside.

"Congratulations on being released from prison." A burly man said in a coarse voice. He was in charge of guarding the place.

A bodacious middle-aged woman looked solemnly at the prisoner who had just stepped out of the elevator and said, "You'll be a free man after stepping out of that gate over there!"

Severin Feuillet, fresh out of prison, glanced at the door in front of him with mixed emotions. "I could've left this place whenever I wanted."

The middle-aged woman's red lips parted slightly, but she did not say a single word. After all, she could not refute what he had said. The multitude of evil people imprisoned beneath them included well-known secret agents, warlords, and even the leaders of several huge underworld organizations, yet all had been subdued by Severin. All those individuals were nothing to him.

There was war in the country of Dracodom three years ago, and it was an uphill task for the kingdom to resist the foreign powers that invaded it. Eventually, the kingdom's officials decided to send four young people to receive tutelage from Severin.

He taught them for only half a year and sent them back as full-fledged warriors who turned the tide of the war almost instantly. Their achievements then earned them recognition as Dracodom's renowned war heroes!

When Severin reached the gate, he stopped, turned around, and glanced intently at the tall castle-like building behind him. He then knelt down and kowtowed three times. "Old Wacko! I'll be leaving this place now! Thank you for taking care of me the past five years!"

Emotions began welling up inside of Severin. When he was first sent to that prison, he witnessed how a gray-haired old man was bullied and withheld from having any food. Severin then willingly decided to share half of his food to the man.

Everyone in prison called the old man a wacko because he was constantly mumbling about achieving immortality. Many ignored him, and some even abused him verbally, yet the Old Wacko seemed rather nonchalant about the whole thing. Severin was the only one who chatted with him every day, prompting the others to call Severin 'Little Wacko'.

Later, Severin discovered that the Old Wacko was actually an erudite savant, and the latter pa*sed down all his knowledge to Severin.

The day that Severin left the prison was also the day the Old Wacko left, but their destinations were completely different. The thick steel gate closed behind Severin as he walked out.

"Greetings, Master!"

Two middle-aged men, an old man, and a middle-aged woman all knelt down together. The jaws of all Dracodom's upper-cla*s individuals would almost certainly drop to ground if they were to see the respect that those four people accorded to Severin. After all, they were none other than the Four War heroes who had just helped Dracodom win the war!

Severin frowned when he saw them. "Why are you folks here?"

The four of them stood up, and the old man cupped his hands respectfully before answering, "We, as disciples, are obliged to welcome our Master upon his release from prison!"

"I take it you're all doing well?" Severin asked curtly as he glanced at their medals.

"Master, we've been acknowledged as the Four Great War Heroes of Dracodom. It's not just power and glory that we've acquired...we have our own territories too!" The middle-aged woman explained to him the achievements that she and the others have made. It was obvious that she was quite proud of herself.

However, Severin replied without much expression, "Glad you didn't tarnish my reputation."

The four of them were secretly delighted, for it was not easy to get a compliment from Severin.

"Master, here's a Supreme VIP card. It has an overdraw of one and a half billion. The card is yours, so use it as and when you like. I'll top up the account whenever you spend any money!" The middle-aged woman handed over a bank card with a smile on her face.

A middle-aged man then asked, "Would you like a position? I can give you a territory so you can rule on a small-scale!"

Next, the old man said, "My granddaughter is a beautiful woman, Master. Perhaps you'd be interested to meet her..."

Finally, the middle-aged man suggested, "The province of Middlebridge still lacks a ruler, Master. Why don't you have a look at the place and see if you're keen?"

Severin, however, shook his head in disappointment. "All I want is for none of you to pester me. I'd like to spend my days in peace with my parents and Lucy, thank you very much. I've been meaning to make it up to them for my past mistakes! I don't even know if they're doing alright now."

"Won't you at least accept this card even if you don't want anything else?" The middle-aged woman looked anxiously at Severin.

All four of them had received wealth and power, courtesy of Severin. It was only natural, then, that they hoped to give him something in return!

"Give me a cell phone and leave your contact information in it. I'll pay you guys a visit once I have the time!" Severin smiled faintly and touched a minimalistic-looking ring on his finger. That was all he had left to remember the Old Wacko by.

"I'll give you a phone! Thank goodness I brought one with me!" The middle-aged man immediately took out a new cell phone and handed it to Severin. "Our phone numbers are all in there!"

Severin nodded. "Do you have a smoke?" The middle-aged man immediately took out a pack of cigarettes and handed them respectfully to Severin.

After lighting the cigarette and taking a big puff, he said with the utmost appreciation, "Thank you all. Don't you worry about me though. I am your master, after all, so I'm more than capable of surviving on my own! Besides, I've already reached 'that' level of attainment!"

"Did you just say 'that' level?"

The four of them exchanged shocked looks at each other.

"Could you bring me to the city of Brookbourn before nightfall?" Severin asked.

"Sure thing!" All four of them replied at once. As the sun was about to set, Severin had already appeared at the gate of Brookbourn.

"Are you sure there's nothing else you want, Master?" The middle-aged man seemed determined to convince Severin.

Severin smiled at him and looked at the familiar city before him. "You guys should go, or else you'll all be making the headlines if someone recognizes you!"

The four war heroes nodded, then immediately turned and walked toward the helicopter they came in.

Before long, Severin had reached the entrance to a middle-end residential area. He walked in and proceeded to make his way to the door of a familiar house. He sighed as he looked at the nostalgic house number, for it was supposed to be his matrimonial home with his fiancee, Lucy Orwell. Severin was set up some years ago, after he got drunk and gambled away his money. When he lost, he was forced to stamp his fingerprint on a contract to hand Lucy over to a rich kid named Easton Lough.

That night, Easton led Severin to the matrimonial home that Severin initially prepared for himself and Lucy. There, Easton planned to force himself on Lucy in front of Severin. It was Lucy's anguished screams that sparked a brief moment of sobriety in Severin, prompting him to smash a beer bottle right over Easton's head.

The Loughs was rich and well-connected, so they were able to send him straight to prison. They also made sure to let him know that the Loughs could tap into their connections to ensure that Severin would be imprisoned for ten years.

Severin's only consolation was Lucy promise to wait for his release so she could become his bride.

"I bet you'll be pleasantly surprised to see me after my early release!"

Severin reached out to open the door, but it was not completely closed, and a little push was all it took to open it. He thought to himself, 'The door's ajar, so Mom, Dad, and Lucy are probably all home!'

"No, don't be naughty..."

When Severin came to the door of the master bedroom, he heard Lucy's familiar voice.

"What's going on here?"

Severin's heart tightened, and he suddenly felt an ache in his heart. He kicked open the door with a bam and glared at two people on the bed.

The loud bang startled the amorous couple on the bed. The man hurriedly covered himself with a blanket, while the woman turned pale with fright and pulled another blanket to cover herself.

"Who are you? Some beggar from the streets?" Easton froze when he saw Severin in tattered clothes.

"You said you'd wait ten years for me, but it's only been five years and you're already..." Severin clenched his fists so tightly that there was a crackling sound from his joints. The blood that surged up to his brain due to anger made his forehead veins throb, and he looked exceedingly ferocious right then.

"Severin?!" Lucy exclaimed in disbelief after getting a good look at him. "You're back? How?!"

Severin felt his heart convulse violently as a faint self-mocking grin appeared on his lips. "You ended up with this b*stard, now? Of all the people you could have chosen to be with, did it have to be him?"

Easton's confidence returned a bit more after seeing that the intruder was Severin. While putting on his clothes and pants, he said, "You got a problem with that? Are you saying that I'm not good enough for her? I've got money and power, so isn't it obvious that I'm better than some loser in hobo's clothes?"

Severin ignored Easton completely. Instead, his bloodshot eyes were staring firmly at Lucy. "Hahaha, isn't it funny? I came back to you as soon as I've reached 'that level' because my plan was to give my whole world to you. I wanted to make you the happiest woman in the world, but here you are, sleeping with the man who forced himself on you all those years ago!" Severin then paused for a moment and continued, "I wouldn't blame you if you decided not to wait for me, but did you really have to be with someone like him?"

Severin's telling-off led Lucy to put on a nightgown and stand up. She then remarked proudly to him, "You're the funny one here, Severin. Did I hear you right when you said that you were going to give your whole world to me? What do you have to offer when you're dirt poor? You can never reach the standards of rich young men like Easton. He can buy me bags that cost several thousand on a whim. Can you do that?"

After ending her rant, Lucy sat on the head of the bed and crossed her legs. She took a cigarette, lit it, and smoked it as she continued, "I'll spend my entire life having to suffer if I get married to a loser like you. With Easton, I can enjoy a whole lifetime's worth of riches and glory. So, the choice is pretty clear, even to an idiot."

"Hahaha, did you hear that? Even idiots wouldn't choose you!" Easton went up to Severin with a smug expression and said, "Hehe, let me give it to you straight. She and I hooked up barely half a year into your imprisonment. It still surprises me that your girlfriend of three years in college chose to get together with me! Tsk, tsk!"

Severin slapped Easton with the back of his hand, resulting in some bleeding at the corner of Easton's lips in addition to two fallen teeth.

"Are you nuts, Severin? Do you wanna go to back to prison?"

Lucy was startled by what happened and rushed over in a hurry. She turned to Easton and asked, "Are you alright, Easton?"

Her reaction left Severin with overwhelming sense of disgust. It hardly crossed his mind that the person he wanted to give his world to was actually nothing more than a gold digger.

He gritted his teeth, pointed to the door, and said, "Get out! Both of you!"

Lucy stood up, and retorted with a snicker, "Fat chance, Severin. You're the one who should be getting out of here! This house belongs to Easton now. Did you think you could just go to prison without paying any compensation for the injuries you caused when you injured him? Then again, if you like the house so much and you have money, I can always sell it back to you. I won't be staying here for long anyway. I'll move into Easton's villa after we get married!" After a pause, Lucy looked at Severin with disdain and added, "But judging from how shabby-looking you are, I don't think you'll be able to afford it even if I slash the price by half."

Severin clenched his fists and said coldly, "No thanks. I couldn't bear to live in such a disgusting place."

"How dare you..." Lucy, in her anger, clenched her fist and raised it as she took a step forward. It looked as though she wanted to hit Severin.

However, she stepped back in fear after Severin shot her a glance. He was an impulsive person who did things without considering the consequences, and she did not dare to bet her life on it. After all, she was the one who would stand to lose if Severin had killed her in anger.

"Where are my parents?" Severin asked coldly.

"Your parents? They're living in the dilapidated old house at the city outskirts! I heard that there's a leak in the roof whenever it rains!" Lucy mocked. She then said contemptuously, "By the way, Easton and I will be holding our wedding banquet at the Richemont Hotel. You don't need to bring any gifts since you don't seem capable of affording it anyway, but you're free to attend the banquet with your parents. That way, the three of you will get the chance to eat some good food. If I hadn't invited you guys over, you and your parents will probably only be able to afford meat twice a month, or three times a month if you're lucky!"

Severin looked indifferently at Lucy one final time. "You'll regret this," he said, before leaving without looking back at her.

Severin made his way to parents' home and soon arrived outside the door. As he looked at the dilapidated old house, there was an aching twinge deep inside his heart. He initially thought that Lucy would wait for him even if he went to prison, and he believed that his parents would not have to get by too terribly. After all, he had already bought a house for Lucy and himself to stay after marriage, and Lucy's family might also be able to help his parents out.

However, if Lucy had turned into such a vile person in barely half a year of his incarceration, he wondered how his parents' lives were in the years that he was gone.

"Mom, Dad...I've been a terrible son. I'm sorry to make you both live like this." Severin clenched his fists tightly as he looked at the dilapidated old wooden door in front of him. He could not just let everything slide just like that.

At that moment, he saw a woman parking her electric bicycle just outside the gate. She was wearing a helmet, and appeared to be a food delivery person. After the woman entered the yard, she placed something near the door and knocked the door several times before running out quickly and speeding off on her electric bicycle.

Severin frowned and watched from afar as the woman left. Her shoulder-length hair fluttered rather beautifully in the wind.

The door finally creaked open, and a silver-haired woman with an abundance of wrinkles on her face walked out. After glancing around in all directions, she picked up what seemed to be an envelope from the ground.

Severin walked into the yard in disbelief as he looked at the woman in front of him. His eyes turned red instantly, and his nose began to tingle as he called out in a trembling voice. "Mom..."

Upon hearing that familiar voice, the woman stepped forward and stretched out her trembling hands to caress Severin's cheek. "Severin, is that you? I...I'm not dreaming, am I? Is it really you, Severin? You've...returned?"

Men seldom cry unless they were facing a moment of true grief, and so the same could be said of Severin. His mother had so many wrinkles on her face that it looked as though she had aged 20 years in five years, and seeing that that led Severin to burst into tears. He knelt down at once and said, "Yes, Mom. It's me. I'm sorry for everything. I'm sorry that Dad and you had to suffer these five years!"

"I'm so glad that you're back. You have the chance to start a new life in the future, get a job, and start everything afresh."

His mother-whose name was Judith Feuillet-helped him up and hugged him tightly, for she was afraid that it was all but a dream.

"Don't worry, Mom. Now that I've been released ahead of schedule, no one will dare to push you and Dad around anymore!" Severin wiped away his tears and tried his best to put a smile on his face.

At that moment, a man with a scar on his face kicked open the rickety gate and brought in a few thugs with him as shouted, "Did you prepare the money yet, you old hag? Don't blame us for going rough on you if you've prepared less than seven hundred this time!"

As soon as Severin heard that, he clenched his fists tightly as a cold light flickered in his eyes. He had given his mother's enough burdens, and it seemed that she had been roughed about a lot too. Severin would have none of that now that he had returned.

Judith was taken aback by the sudden appearance of those six men, and she hurriedly said to them, "Okay, okay. Wait right here. I'll go in right away to get the money." Judith immediately ran into the home and came out soon after with a somewhat aged plastic bag in her hand.

She opened it to reveal money consisting of one, two, and five dollars, along with a whole bunch of quarters. As for dollar bills in bigger denominations, there are only seven or eight of them.

"F*cking change? Again?!" The scar-faced man became impatient and said to a guy next to him, "Count them!"

"It's going to take ages to count seven hundred bucks' worth of change." The underling was a little unhappy, but he walked over here anyhow.

"Hold it! When did my mother owe you money?" Severin shielded Judith after seeing the entire situation and asked with a sullen expression.

"Well, I'll be damned! I thought you were some beggar who came here to ask for food. I wouldn't have recognized you if you hadn't defended your mother. Aren't you that loser who hit Mister Easton with a beer bottle five years ago?"

The scar-faced man took one step forward and looked carefully at Severin. He then scratched his head with a smirk and said tauntingly, "You've been released? Well, I have to admit that I do admire your courage. I can't imagine how you got the guts to hit Mister Easton when everybody knows that he's from an influential family."

Severin said calmly, "The past in the past, and I don't regret anything!" Having said that, Severin walked over, looked straight at the scar-faced man, and pointed to the plastic bag full of money on the ground. "What's the deal with all this money?"

The scar-faced man sneered and said, "What's there to explain? Don't you have a brain? Did you think that you wouldn't have to pay any compensation for beating up Mister Easton? The Loughs demanded two hundred thousand, which your fiancee paid by selling your matrimonial home to Mister Easton for a hundred and fifty thousand. As for the remaining fifty thousand, you were allowed to pay the sum back in installments."

Then, the scar-faced man touched his chin and said, "Your parents have paid back a little less than half in the past five years, so there's still about twenty-six thousand remaining. In any case, it's a good thing that you were released early. At least you can help to make the payments!"

The younger brother who squatted on the ground and counted money complained, "Yeah, your momma always gives us a pile of small change. It's a waste of our time to count it all!"

"You don't need to count. The total is five hundred and seventy-six!" Judith said tremblingly.

"F*ck this sh*t! It's short again!" The man who squatted on the ground had tattoos all over his shoulders. After hearing Judith's words, he tossed the money in his hand to the ground and stood up to glare at Judith. "You trying to get yourself killed, old bag?! You're short of the correct amount every single f*cking time!"

"I think you guys are the ones who are trying to get yourselves killed." Severin looked angrily at the men in front of him, for it was obvious that the money had been painstakingly saved by his parents.

"You wanna get beat up, don't you, kid?" The six people immediately surrounded Severin and Judith.

The scar-faced man remarked viciously, "It just so happens that my fists are itching for a fight. It's been a while since they've seen blood!"

"No! D-d-don't hurt my son!" Judith was so frightened that she hurriedly pulled Severin back. She then immediately opened the envelope in her hand. The contents included a letter and several 10-dollar bills. Judith counted them at once and fearfully stuffed the money inside the plastic bag that was on the ground. "T-t-there! I put in a hundred dollars. Now it's six hundred and seventy-six dollars! It's only short by twenty-four dollars now!"

"That's interesting. You were hiding some of your money, didn't you? I don't suppose you'll take out that hundred bucks if we didn't threaten to beat you up?" The scar-faced man sneered and said angrily, "Are you trying to play some kind of trick on us?"

Severin's heart was burning with anger, and a cold glimmer flashed across his eyes.

However, he suppressed that anger when he looked at Judith standing in front of him. In order to prevent Judith from worrying, he smiled at the other guys and said, "You there, with the scar. Yeah, I'm talking to you. we still owe twenty-six thousand, right? Well, don't get yourselves all worked up over it. Twenty-six thousand is a small sum, and I can pay it to you in full. There's no point causing a ruckus here."

"A small sum, huh? Can you believe it? This dirt-poor guy actually said that it's a small sum. If that's the case, then you'd better hurry up and pay it back!" Scarface looked at Severin in amusement while the thugs began to laugh.

Severin walked over, picked up the plastic bag on the ground, and handed it to the shocked Judith. "Wait for me in the house, Mom. I've got money, so I'll bring them to the bank and withdraw the money for them."

"Where did you get that kind of money, Severin? Please don't lie to your own mother." Judith looked worriedly at her son.

"Don't worry, Mom. It'll be fine. Come on, let's go in!" Severin helped Judith up and ushered her into the house.

Moments later, Severin exited the house work a bank card in hand and waved it at the people in front of him. "See this? Don't look down on me, you know. Come with me if you want your twenty-six thousand."

"Is this kid for real?"

"Who cares. Getting the payment in one lump sum will save us trouble of having to come here all the time. What's there to complain?"

The thugs followed Severin away, and they finally came to a big banyan tree at a far corner. "What's the meaning of this? I thought you were going to bring us to the bank?"

Severin's smirked as he turned around and said with a sneer, "Are you people honestly still expecting me to hand over the money when you guys roughed my mother up and call her an old bag all the time? In your f*cking dreams!"

"F*ck you, kid! Are you trying to play some kind of trick on us?" The scar-faced man was so angry that the veins on his forehead were bulging.

"You're asking for it, kid!" The other thugs were all riled up as well, and they surrounded him immediately.

Seconds later, when everyone's fists were about to land on Severin, the latter simply frowned. A strong pressure then surrounded the entire area in an instant, causing the dry leaves all around to begin fluttering several inches above the ground. The temperature seemed to have dropped considerably as well.

The six thugs, including the robustly-built scar-faced man who was an experienced fighter, knelt on the ground.

"GRAAAH!"

Everyone howled in pain. The stone slabs beneath some of their knees had shattered, and blood was flowing from their knees too.

"Forgive us!"

"We won't do anything to you parents anymore!"

They all looked at Severin in horror and were genuinely frightened by what happened.

Severin looked at the pa*sers-by and finally said in a deep voice, "I'll let you off for now, but if any of you ever cause trouble with my parents ever again, I swear I'll kill all of you! Now f*ck off!"

The tremendous pressure disappeared instantly after Severin's warning, allowing the scar-faced man and his gang to flee.

Severin clenched his fists and muttered to himself, "You really are a ruthless woman, Lucy. Like it or not, we have a three-year history with each other. Cheating on me is one thing, selling the matrimonial home for half the value that I bought it is another. How could you sell it off to Easton for one hundred and fifty thousand when I bought it for three hundred thousand? Bunch of schemers!"

After mumbling that, Severin thought to himself, 'I'll make you return every single thing you took from me! I never intended to hold grudges with worthless people like you two, but you have both crossed the line!'