Divorce Anxiety

Chapter 368 Uncle

“Could it be Vanessa?” Kathleen was surprised.

“Given her abilities, anything difficult would be as easy as pie,” replied Theodore. “Think about it. Just think. Who was it who could not accept your mother’s presence?”

After speaking, Theodore hung up the phone.

Kathleen frowned deeply.

He wants me to think about this? How?

“I want to talk to Grandpa.” Very feebly, Zion reached out for the phone.

Kathleen gave the phone a mild wave. “The old man has hung up.”

Just then, her phone vibrated. She had received a text message from Theodore.

Zion doesn’t like the hospital. You should take him home.

At this point, the ambulance had stopped.

The paramedics got out of the car and opened the door.

Seeing the hospital outside, Zion immediately exclaimed, “I’m not going to the hospital! You can’t make me!”

The medical staff didn’t dare to touch him. They merely looked at Kathleen hesitantly.

Kathleen said quietly, “I’m sorry to trouble you. I think you can go on and rest. Just leave one person with me to drive.”

They nodded promptly.

When the driver got back into the ambulance, she gave him an address and asked him to take them there.

Kathleen called the housekeepers at home and instructed them to prepare one of the guest rooms.

Zion’s handsome face was pale, and his jaw was tightly clenched. He seemed very nervous.

Kathleen decided to tease him a little. “What are you scared of? Think I’ll murder you or something?”

Zion’s face showed a sneer that didn’t match his age. “I’ve already died once.”

“How old are you?” Kathleen was curious.

“Thirteen,” Zion said coldly.

“I think you’re more like a seventy-three-year-old,” Kathleen teased. “You speak so maturely that I think you might be a vampire or something.”

huffed, closed his eyes,

sore temples. This boy was truly a

than this. However, I guess I have Samuel to thank for raising him to be the responsible and gentle little

as useless after all. At the very least,

hour, they

housekeepers had come

Zion to his

never opened his

the bed,

lips and white teeth. She

slightly. “Are you her

tilted her

“Kathleen,” Zion replied.

Kathleen is my mommy.” Desi smiled

Kathleen’s daughter. What a lovely,

like she grew up in a loving

his eyes, not wanting to

him suspiciously. “Are you sick? It’s okay. My mommy is

head with

puzzledly at

walked in. “Desi, why are you

“I was talking to

my cousin, so I reckon he would

Desi greeted politely,

the sweet voice of the little

play with your brother.” Kathleen then ushered

little girl

and stood at the edge of the bed. “We’re at my house, so you can rest easy. However, I have something to say. If you approach my children with ill intentions,

a mask of self-mockery. “I’m an invalid. What do

be getting you some supplies.

with the quilt again. “Look, if you’re so worried that I’ll harm her, why don’t you tell

He seemed to

that, she walked

covers, his gaze

of the room and instructed the

who is he?” asked Desi, staring at her mother with her large

island, so she didn’t

Kathleen hastily.

play with him often in

can’t play with you. He needs plenty of rest. Do

Desi huffed in response.

hand

Desi seemed stable.