After the CEO Divorced Me, He Wants Me Back

Sidney's expression faltered slightly before he replied, "Just focus on getting better. I can handle everything else." "Oh really?" Ruth frowned. "And what about a wife? Can you handle finding one? Are you going to solve that?" Sidney remained silent.

Ruth sighed, her tone turning serious. "Sidney, you're not getting any younger, you know. By the time I was your age, I already had you, and you were running errands for me. It's time you started thinking about settling down and having a family." With little else to occupy her time in the hospital, Ruth spent her days chatting with other patients.

Her roommate, Jackie Warren, already had two grandsons who visited her every evening, lifting her spirits so much that her health had been steadily improving.

Right now, Jackie had just gone out for a walk with her grandsons, leaving Ruth feeling envious.

Sidney listened quietly, peeling an orange.

When he finished, he handed the slices to Ruth.

She took the orange but didn't let up on her comments about needing a daughter-in-law.

At that moment, the door to the room opened, and the patient from the next bed walked in.

you're back," Ruth greeted

a grin. "I just dropped my grandsons off, so

Sidney. "Sidney, you're

busy today," he

good son-always visiting

her hand dismissively. "You're the one with the good fortune! A son who's devoted, a sweet daughter-in-law, and two adorable grandsons. I'm not so lucky. This stubborn boy of mine can't

handsome and has a great job. I'm sure there must be girls

head. "If that were the case, he'd have brought one home by now. I'm starting

clearly exasperated, trying to stop

"See? Look at him, already losing his patience with

suddenly said, "Hey, Ruth, if you trust me, I actually have someone in mind. She's my niece-very pretty, works as a white-collar professional in a company, and is about the same age as Sidney. Why don't we introduce

immediately. "Really? What's her name? How old is

was taking a turn he didn't like, Sidney quickly interjected, "Mom, it's getting late. I think I'll head

a swift exit, his footsteps