Beyond the Divorce by Third Blossom novel Chapter 1289

After hanging up, Ivanna and I returned to Oliver's hospital room. I said, "Oliver, take good care of yourself. I'll come see you again tomorrow. I need to handle some things at home."

Oliver nodded quickly. "Go ahead. I'm fine now. You don't need to come if you're busy. Since Lauren’s here, I’m sure I'll recover quickly. She takes really good care of me."

I smiled knowingly and teased, "Of course you're fine! She's very gentle, and she’s the best of us!"

Lauren, who was still busy feeding Oliver, instructed, "Please see Chloe off, Alex."

"There’s no need for that." I held Alex back. "We're not strangers. You guys go ahead and eat. I need to go back to Fremont Bay to see my dad. When he’s discharged, your family should come to Fremont Bay, and we'll celebrate properly."

Alex immediately stood up. "Okay, Chloe. I'll definitely be there!"

After exchanging pleasantries, I quickly left them and returned to my father's side.

Atlas had already arranged for a caretaker to pick up my father and Loak and take them directly to Fremont Bay.

Since it was Saturday, everyone, including the children, was at home.

Atlas must have told everyone that we were coming back. As soon as we entered Fremont Bay, the whole family came out to welcome us. The car drove to the family ward area of the annex building. We settled my father, Loak, and the medical staff there.

We put my father in the annex so he could be treated there more easily.

Both my parents followed us, and Atlas introduced everyone. My father didn't know much about my experiences, but when Atlas told him that these were my foster parents, my father reached out a trembling hand and said, "Thank you!"

He held my foster father's hand and didn't let go. I understood that he had something to say to my foster father.

My father seemed tired, but he was in good condition. After all, he had finally come home, and I think he must have been very excited to be here.

Ava’s eyes flickered as she looked at the man in the bed. She might have been shocked by how thin my father was, as she seemed nervous for the first time.

I pulled her over and said, "Call him Grandpa, Sweetheart!"

She silently crouched behind me when my father reached out to her, but she couldn't help but poke her head out in curiosity.