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,

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

this. However, I guess I have Samuel to thank

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

they

of the housekeepers had

Zion

his eyes until the room

little girl standing by the bed, eyes as round

peachy lips and

slightly. “Are

Desi tilted

“Kathleen,” Zion replied.

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

daughter. What a lovely, cute

up in a

eyes, not

don’t you say something?” Desi looked at him suspiciously. “Are you sick? It’s okay. My mommy is a very good doctor! She

head with the

looked puzzledly

walked in. “Desi, why are you

Zion. “I was talking

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

Desi greeted politely, “Hello,

the little girl

Kathleen then ushered her out

the obedient little girl she was, Desi sauntered

at my house, so you can rest easy.

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

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

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

seemed

heard that,

covers, his

room and instructed the housekeeper to take

staring at her

the island, so

said Kathleen hastily. She

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

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

Desi huffed in response.

her hand

Desi seemed stable.