Winning her back after divorce (Divorce anxiety) novel Chapter 368

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.”

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Zion huffed, closed his eyes, and stopped talking.

Kathleen massaged her sore temples. This boy was truly a pain in the butt.

Heck, even my own son is more obedient than this. However, I guess I have Samuel to thank for raising him to be the responsible and gentle little boy I know.

It would appear that Samuel was not half as useless after all. At the very least, he was a good father.

After half an hour, they arrived at the mansion.

Two of the housekeepers had come outside to help.

They immediately took Zion to his room.

Throughout the commotion, he never opened his eyes until the room was quiet.

Just then, he noticed a little girl standing by the bed, eyes as round as saucers. She looked rather cute.

“Who are you?” The girl had peachy lips and white teeth. She looked quite adorable.

Zion frowned slightly. “Are you her daughter?”

“Whose?” Desi tilted her head.

“Kathleen,” Zion replied.

“Yes, Kathleen is my mommy.” Desi smiled sweetly. “What’s your name?”

So she is Kathleen’s daughter. What a lovely, cute girl.

She looked like she grew up in a loving environment, unlike him.

Zion closed his eyes, not wanting to speak.

“Why don’t you say something?” Desi looked at him suspiciously. “Are you sick? It’s okay. My mommy is a very good doctor! She will definitely be able to save you.”

Zion covered his head with the quilt.

Desi looked puzzledly at him.

Just then, Kathleen walked in. “Desi, why are you here?”

Desi pointed at Zion. “I was talking to him.”

“Oh, him? He’s my cousin, so I reckon he would be your uncle,” Kathleen explained.