Terence was about to speak further when the door was pushed open, and Kenneth entered the ward.
Immediately, Natasha cowardly closed her eyes. Until she figured out how to resolve the issue, avoidance would be her best solution.
“How is it, Old Mr. Watson? Has she come around?” Kenneth went over and asked.
Terence was taken by surprise by Kenneth's appearance as well. He hurriedly turned around to look at Natasha and found she had closed her eyes.
Not knowing what she was up to, Terence awkwardly let out a dry cough and said, “Um, not yet...”
“That is strange! Based on the doctor's assessment, she should have regained consciousness by now.” Kenneth was puzzled.
“I was wondering too...” Terence replied, putting on a worried look.
“Let me check with the doctor,” Kenneth said, then went out of the ward again.
Seeing that Natasha had continued to keep her eyes closed, Terence knew she had no intention of “waking up” and intended to keep up with her act.
Shortly after, the doctor came in and did an examination on her. “I thought you said it was just some superficial injuries. Why is she still unconscious?” Kenneth asked, concerned.
“Don't worry. Every patient responds differently. Maybe Ms. Watson is a little weak and thus takes a little longer to regain her consciousness. It is not a concern, so please don't worry about it.” The doctor was reassuring, but Kenneth was not convinced.
“But—” He was about to protest when Terence interjected and said, “Let's trust the doctor and just wait a little longer.”
Since even Terence had no objections, Kenneth could only nod in consent and keep quiet.
“Mr. Hamilton, it is nothing to worry about, but if you are concerned, we can do another thorough check-up for Ms. Watson later,” the doctor suggested upon sensing Kenneth's concern.
“Please do so as soon as possible,” Kenneth said.
After the doctor left, Kenneth's phone rang. After he took a glance at the caller ID, he turned to Terence and excused himself.
“Excuse me, Old Mr. Watson. I will step out to take this call,” he said.
Terence nodded in acknowledgment.
Fabian was waiting outside with some takeout boxes in his hands, and as he walked over to Kenneth, he couldn't help but wonder out loud. “Mr. Hamilton, Ms. Watson is injured, so do you really think she is able to finish all this food?”
Kenneth grabbed the takeout boxes from him and went into the next room, ignoring him.
The two kids were awake and had already made their beds.
Upon seeing him, Denise sweetly greeted him, “Good morning, Mr. Handsome!”
“Good morning!” Kenneth was all smiles.
“Little Marshmallow? Why is she here, Mr. Hamilton?” Fabian's eyes widened in astonishment as he was surprised to see Denise there.
Kenneth did not bother to reply to him, but Denise went up and greeted him as well.
“How are you, Mr. Houde?”
“I am fine. What about you?” Fabian looked at her dotingly, totally in love with the little girl.
“Is my mommy awake, Mr. Handsome?” Denise asked.
“Not yet, but the doctor says she will wake up soon,” Kenneth answered as he placed some takeout boxes in front of her and added, “We brought breakfast for the two of you.”
“Thank you, Mr. Handsome.” She nodded and thank him, then turned to motion Benjamin to do the same.
Benjamin stepped forward and smilingly thank Kenneth as well.
“Dig in! I will go over to deliver some food to your great-grandpa,” Kenneth said, and he lovingly gave her a head rub when Denise nodded obediently.
As Fabian walked out with Kenneth, he waved to Denise and said, “See you later, Little Marshmallow!”
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