The Game Character I Raised Was a Powerful Dynasty Heir Chapter 11

The Game Character I Raised Was a Powerful Dynasty Heir Chapter 11

My heart skipped a beat, and I looked up and met 

his gaze. 

“That depends on whether he really cares about 

me,” I said, word for word. “Or whether he just 

treats it like we’re playing a game.” 

William’s gaze grew serious and intense. “What if 

he cares about you more than anyone else?” 

The air seemed to stand still. 

We looked at each other, neither of us saying at 

word. 

His eyes were deep, as if they held a sea of stars. 

that was about to pull me right in. 

Just then, my phone rang. 

It was my grandfather’s call. 

“Nina, your grandmother’s in the hospital and she’s 

not doing well. You need to come home right 

away.” 

My head went buzzing, and I couldn’t care less 

about any romantic atmosphere. “Grandpa, what 

happened to Grandma? Which hospital is she at?” 

“At City General–hurry over.” 

I hung up the phone, grabbed my bag, and rushed 

out. 

William followed without a word. “I’ll give you a 

ride.” 

Once my grandmother’s condition had stabilized, I sat on a bench in the hospital hallway for a long 

time. 

My grandfather was in the hospital room with my grandmother, while I sat alone outside, my mind in 

a complete jumble. 

Footsteps sounded as William walked over from 

the vending machine, holding two bottles of water. 

He sat down next to me and handed me one of the 

bottles. 

I took the water but didn’t drink it. 

After a long silence, I suddenly spoke up. “Who are 

you, exactly?” 

William said nothing. 

I turned to look at him and asked, enunciating 

each word clearly. “Are you Lil‘ Beagar?” 

He was silent for a long time. 

It went on so long that I thought he wasn’t going 

to answer. 

Then he nodded. “Yes.” 

I took a deep breath and waited for his. 

explanation. 

William leaned back in his chair, gazed down the 

hallway, and began to tell his story. 

“I was originally an illegitimate child of the Shaw. 

family who was never acknowledged.” His voice. 

was calm, as if he were talking about someone else. “My mother died when I was young, and my father never gave me the time of day. I grew up 

living with others, enduring cold stares and 

bullying.” 

I listened quietly, my fingers unconsciously 

tightening around the water bottle. 

“When I was at my wit’s end, a system appeared 

before me,” he continued. “The system told me. 

that in another world, there was someone who 

would become my guardian. As long as that 

person didn’t give up on me, I would gain the 

power to change my destiny.” 

I stared at him in disbelief, my eyes. 

wide. 

“The system looks different on my end than it does on yours.” William turned his head and looked at me intently. “I could feel every touch from you and hear every word you said. Every single thing you bought for me turned into resources and opportunities in my real life.” 

“The time you spent with me every day gave me the courage to keep going.” 

His voice dropped slightly. “You took me in when I was a penniless little beggar and raised me to become the William Shaw I am today.”