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

her sore temples. This boy was truly a pain in the

more obedient than this. However, I guess I have Samuel

appear that Samuel was not half as useless after all. At the

half an hour, they arrived at

had

immediately took Zion to his

the commotion, he never opened his

by the bed, eyes as round

peachy lips

“Are

Desi tilted

“Kathleen,” Zion replied.

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

she is Kathleen’s daughter. What a lovely,

like she grew up in a loving

his eyes, not wanting

Desi looked at him suspiciously. “Are you sick? It’s okay. My mommy

his head with the

puzzledly

in. “Desi,

Zion. “I was

cousin, so I reckon he

greeted

to the sweet voice of the little

play with your brother.” Kathleen then ushered her out of

obedient little girl she was, Desi

arms 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, then I won’t

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

icily. “I’ll be getting you some supplies. Do you have any special

covered himself with the quilt again. “Look, if you’re so worried that I’ll harm her,

frowned. He seemed to have

heard that, she

the covers, his gaze dark

out of the room and instructed the housekeeper to take good

Desi, staring at her mother with

Zion on the island, so she didn’t know

hastily. She did not want Desi

can I play with him often in the future?” asked

is sick, he can’t play with you.

Desi huffed in response.

held her hand and felt her

Desi seemed stable.