Attracted By My Ex-wife novel Chapter 256

Around twenty minutes passed before Anne entered the room.

Without so much as a glance at Kevin, she took Eddy from his arms.

"Mom!" the little boy gladly acknowledged her arrival. He tugged at the hem of her clothes, while a drop of saliva slid down his chin without his knowledge.

"Mommy bought you some porridge. How about we have some of it right now?" asked Anne.

Eddy was one year old now and could finally eat porridge. The thought of such delicious food made his mouth water.

Anne carried him over to a small bed on the other side of the room and proceeded to feed him. All this motherly love radiating from Anne made Kevin feel a pang of jealousy.

"Is the porridge yummy?" she asked. Seeing that the little boy was enjoying his meal, she began teasing him by playfully putting the bowl away. Immediately, Eddy's lips trembled as if he was about to cry.

"Anne, can I see you out here for a minute?" The sound of Sam's voice made Anne stop. She straightened up and handed the bowl to Kevin. "Please feed him. I'll only be a while."

As soon as she closed the door, Kevin eyed Eddy and grumbled, "I'm hungry, too. How come there's only food for you?"

Kevin felt hurt, and in a moment, Eddy did so, too. His mother had just left the room, and now his father wouldn't feed him.

"Waaahhhh!" he began to wail. Kevin had no choice but to comfort him.

"No, don't cry. I'll feed you." Kevin tried to soothe the little boy. However, he was still feeling hurt. He hoped that Anne would pay attention to him, too.

Outside the ward, the corridor was eerily quiet.

Anne stood with her back to the door and studied Sam carefully. "Is Kevin alright?"

She was clearly nervous. She had heard that the symptoms of the allergic reaction could sometimes be severe and surmised that Kevin had been in a terrible condition the previous day.

"You worry about him so much, Anne. You said you wouldn't let this pass that easily," Sam said with a faint smile.

"I know, but this is a serious matter. I just want to know as much as I can about it."

She wanted to appear casual, but her eyes betrayed her emotions.

"Really?" Sam asked. The truth was that he already knew how Anne truly felt.

"Of course."

"You know, you don't look so good yourself. Do you want to get checked?" Sam offered.

Anne indeed felt a little uncomfortable, but she thought she could still handle it. Kevin and Eddy were both sick, and she didn't want to cause more trouble.

"There's no need for that. I just haven't been sleeping well these past couple of days. I'm okay." She smiled, but Sam was still worried. Nevertheless, there was nothing that he could do.

"Well, that's good to hear. I've been worried about you. Your experience had been unpleasant."

Anne smiled. "Why do you say so? Anyway, it doesn't matter. I just need to get some rest.

But how is everything going with Rose?" she asked casually, thinking of the wedding ceremony.

Sam was taken aback.

"She's fine. Anyway, Kevin has definitely frightened her. I'm confident she won't be doing anything reckless anytime soon." As he spoke, he felt a spark of admiration for Kevin.

How could the man be so cruel to others?

However, when he thought of their current situation, he felt like he understood his intentions a bit better.

"Okay, I see," Anne responded.

As she spoke, she felt dizzy, prompting her to put a hand on her forehead. This did not escape Sam's attention. "Are you okay, Anne?"

"Oh, this is nothing," she assured him. After a few moments, she seemed to recover.

"Are you really okay?" Sam asked, still worried.

"I'm fine. Kevin and Eddy are free to leave the hospital today, right?" asked Anne.

"Yes, but I still think that you should get yourself checked," Sam said honestly.

"Let's talk about it later. I'll be back here in a few days anyway," Anne insisted.

Seeing that there was no persuading her, Sam had to give it up. "Well, if you ever feel anything strange, let me know at once. Don't forget that I'm a doctor."

"Okay, I will."

In the lounge of Claire Jewelry City, tables and chairs were elegantly arranged.

On one table sat a steaming cup of water.

Rose's face was still a little pale. She had been here for a while now, and Mark had been with her the entire time. She found his presence to be a relief.

"Are you feeling better?" Mark asked.

"Yes, I feel much better now. It's just that everything happened so quickly, and I wasn't ready for any of it." A hint of panic flashed across her face.

Mark knew what she meant. After all, Rose was a girl. She was not as strong as everyone thought. Most of the time, she was weak.

"It doesn't matter. Just try to get back on your feet for now. You've been here for so long. Are you hungry?" he asked.

"A little," she admitted. She could not help but be honest with him.