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, and

sore temples. This boy

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

not half as useless after all. At the very least, he was a good

hour, they arrived at

housekeepers had come

Zion

his

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

are you?” The girl had peachy lips and white teeth. She looked quite

“Are you

Desi tilted her

“Kathleen,” Zion replied.

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

Kathleen’s daughter. What a lovely, cute

up in a

his eyes, not wanting to

say something?” Desi looked at him suspiciously. “Are you sick? It’s okay. My mommy is a very good doctor! She will definitely be able to save

covered his head

puzzledly at

Kathleen walked in. “Desi, why

at Zion. “I was talking to

cousin, so I reckon he would

Desi greeted

of the little

play with your brother.” Kathleen then

obedient little girl she was, Desi sauntered

can rest easy. However, I have something to say. If you approach my children with ill intentions, then I won’t

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

agreement,” said Kathleen icily. “I’ll be getting you some

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

frowned. He seemed to have

that,

covers, his

and instructed the housekeeper to take

is he?” asked Desi, staring

seen Zion on the island, so

hastily. She did

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

he can’t play with you. He needs plenty of

Desi huffed in response.

held her hand

Desi seemed stable.