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.”

closed his eyes,

This boy was truly

I guess I have Samuel to thank for raising him to be the responsible and gentle little boy

useless after all. At the very least, he was

hour, they arrived

had come

Zion

commotion, he never opened his

noticed a little girl standing by the bed, eyes as round as saucers. She looked

peachy lips and white teeth. She looked

“Are you

tilted her

“Kathleen,” Zion replied.

is my mommy.” Desi smiled sweetly. “What’s your

Kathleen’s daughter. What a

grew up in a

his eyes, not

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

his head with

puzzledly

Kathleen walked in. “Desi,

“I was

I reckon he would be your uncle,” Kathleen

Desi greeted politely, “Hello,

the

play with your brother.” Kathleen then

girl she

my house, so you can rest easy. However, I have something to say. If

and his pale and handsome face a mask of self-mockery. “I’m an invalid. What do you think I

Kathleen icily. “I’ll be getting you some supplies. Do you

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

frowned. He seemed

that,

removed the covers, his

the room and instructed the housekeeper to take

asked Desi, staring at her mother with her large

the island, so she didn’t know who

my brother,” said Kathleen hastily. She

him often in the

“Because he is sick, he can’t play with you. He needs plenty of rest.

Desi huffed in response.

hand

Desi seemed stable.