Divorce Anxiety

Chapter 398 I Knew You Liked Me

Calvin led Wynnie out of Hyatt Hotel.

She grabbed onto him to rest. “Calvin, I…”

Calvin reached out his hand and brushed it across her pink lips. With a smile, he said, “I didn’t say all that for the sake of my own pride. Wynn, I’ve known you like me for a while now.”

“You’re not upset?” She stared at him.

“You’re already married to me. What is there to be upset about? Darling, don’t fret about this. Just remember that even if you turned into a villain, I would still love you.”

Wynnie laughed.

She tiptoed, hooked her arms around his neck, and gave him a peck on the cheek.

“Calvin, I love you so much! Thank you for loving me all these years,” she said sweetly.

“You fool. Why do you need to thank me for loving you?” He wrapped his arms around her. “We’re husband and wife. That means we stick together through thick and thin. I don’t love you because I want you to thank me. One day, we will both grow old. As long as I have you beside me, I know I’ll be fine.”

Wynnie was touched. “Calvin, you’re amazing. How come your son never took after you?”

Calvin was speechless.

“Can you not bring up that disappointment?” he asked in frustration.

Wynnie chuckled. “Okay. Let’s not talk about that anymore.”

“Come on. Let’s go home,” said Calvin with a smile.

“Carry me,” she pleaded.

Calvin’s thin lips curved upward as he carried Wynnie to the car.

At this moment, Hannah Tate came walking out of Hyatt Hotel with a gloomy expression on her face.

Kelly was following behind with her head lowered.

They both watched Calvin carry Wynnie into the car and go off happily.

Hannah clenched her fists as jealousy and admiration flashed through her eyes.

Kelly frowned lightly. “Mom, what’s wrong?”

“Nothing.” Hannah was not in a good mood. “Call Leonard right now. I need to ask him what he plans to do!”

“Mom, I already told you he and I are over.” Kelly was getting a headache.

Hannah turned around and asked coldly, “Is Felicia his daughter or not?”

Kelly was stunned.

that, Hannah

rhetorical question. The child was

night, at the hospital, Kathleen did her rounds, and eventually, she

looking at

face, she said, “Mr. Macari, do I have to set a bedtime

curled his thin lips. “If they offer those services here, then

hands anymore. Why don’t I chop them

leaned back slightly, then laid

to tell you that getting adequate sleep will help your injuries

Samuel nodded.

her lips. “Go

you leaving?” He grabbed her

working the night shift,” she

let go of her hand.

laughed. “If it wasn’t for you, I wouldn’t be having such a

her tone. “I’ll

If you don’t, then this will be it for you. I won’t be giving you any

mean you’re willing to give me a chance?” Samuel’s dark eyes lit

of my hand. I

are

a nag!” Kathleen pulled out her arm and barked, “Go to

“Okay.” Samuel nodded.

the lights in his ward. Before leaving, she

was unlikely he was going to be able to fall asleep that

the very first time he ever

to do well in order to

came out of

Zion’s ward

and as expected,

sleeping?” She stood

hearing her voice, he slowly turned over. “I heard Samuel got hurt when he

is the one behind it. Probably because I refused to let

stared at her guiltily. “If you feel like it’s too much trouble, you don’t have to help me. Just

patient files in her hand on top of his head. “I saved your life. Don’t you feel bad saying stuff

Zion pouted. “But…”

who you should be pouring your gratitude to from now on. Study hard so

will. I just…”

brows. “Even if the sky falls, we’ll

scoffed. “You’re not that

I’m one hundred and sixty-five

I grow up, I’m sure

was furious. “If you keep sleeping late,