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,

boy was truly a pain

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

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

half an hour, they arrived at

housekeepers had

took Zion to

opened his eyes

girl standing by the bed, eyes as round as saucers. She

had peachy lips and white teeth. She looked quite

frowned slightly. “Are you her

Desi tilted her

“Kathleen,” Zion replied.

mommy.” Desi smiled

is Kathleen’s daughter. What

up in a loving

his eyes, not wanting

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

his head with the

puzzledly at

walked in. “Desi, why are

at Zion. “I was talking

He’s my cousin, so I reckon he would be your uncle,”

Desi greeted politely,

listened to the sweet voice of the

your brother.” Kathleen then

the obedient little girl she was,

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

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

be getting you

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

seemed to

that, she

the covers, his gaze dark and

of the room and instructed the

asked Desi, staring

seen Zion on the island, so she didn’t

Kathleen hastily. She did not want

play with him often in the future?” asked Desi. She

he can’t play with you. He needs plenty

Desi huffed in response.

held her hand and felt her

Desi seemed stable.