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, and stopped

sore temples. This boy was truly a pain in

obedient than this. However, I guess I have Samuel to thank for

Samuel was not half as useless after all. At

an hour, they arrived at

of the housekeepers had

took Zion

he never opened his

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

peachy lips and white teeth. She looked quite

frowned slightly. “Are you

Desi tilted

“Kathleen,” Zion replied.

is my mommy.” Desi smiled sweetly.

daughter.

grew up

his eyes, not wanting to

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

head with the

puzzledly

in. “Desi, why are you

Zion. “I was

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

greeted politely,

sweet voice of the

with your brother.” Kathleen

girl she was,

folded her arms and stood at the edge of the bed. “We’re at my house, so you can rest easy. However, I have

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

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

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

He seemed to

that, she walked

the covers, his gaze dark

out of the room and instructed

Desi, staring at her mother with

seen Zion on the island, so she didn’t

hastily. She did not want Desi

in the

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

Desi huffed in response.

held her hand

Desi seemed stable.