Osmond didn’t want to put her into a difficult position. He nodded and said, “Alright, call me if you need anything else.”
After that, he greeted Theresa who lay in the sickbed, “Aunty Theresa, I’ll come to visit another day.”
“It’s alright. You go ahead.” Theresa smiled and waved her hands.
As Osmond was leaving the ward, he asked Kenneth to join him politely, “Mr. Shawn, I see we not much of a help here. We might as well we let Aunty Theresa and Rachel take a good rest here, while you and I go grab a drink.”
Kenneth looked at Rachel for a second, then turned to Osmond and said in a flat tone, “Let’s go.”
Rachel felt speechless about his action.
“What are they trying to do? Will they fight?”
“They shouldn’t be this childish, I think.”
Rachel wanted to say something but she ended up saying nothing as she watched them leave the ward. She stroked Monica’s hair softly and closed the door behind her.
She hid behind and door and listen to the movements of the guys. When she assured that the guys left, she turned and look at Theresa in a questioning look.
Theresa pretended to cough to cover her guilt. She grabbed the glass on her bedside table and start drinking from it to avoid eye contact with Rachel.
Rachel squinted her eyes then called Theresa in a cold tone, “Mother, don’t you have anything to say to me?”
Theresa swallowed the water and put the glass back onto the bedside table. She covered herself with the blanket and said, “Rachel, I feel tired. Why don’t you head home first?”
“Mother!” Rachel’s voice became tenser. She frowned and showed a frustrated look, “What have you tell Osmond? What about the pregnancy test you told him?”
“I…I…” Theresa felt sorry for what she did. She put on an innocent look and said softly, “I…I didn’t really say anything. I knew Osmond likes you, so I thought I could do something to help him out.”
Who knew Kenneth would come as well?
The moment Kenneth’s name came across her mind, Theresa’s attitude changed. She gave Rachel a piercing glance. “Speaking of which. How is Kenneth related to you again? I thought you broke up with him already? Why did he come looking for you? Did he want the children?”
Theresa said in a determined attitude, “Rachel, I’m telling you, he is not going the get the children. You gave birth to her, not him. Don’t give your children to him. If you have a hard time taking care of the children, I will help you to take care of her, at all costs.”
“…”
Rachel went speechless and secretly thinking, “You? At all costs? Look at your legs, mother. How do you plan to take care of two children when you needed someone to take care of you?”
Rachel sighed. She comforted Theresa and in a gentle tone, “Mother, you are overthinking. Kenneth didn’t ask for the children and we are not back together. Stop minding my business, alright?”
She was already been bothered by so many things lately, to a point where she didn’t even know where to start untangling them.
Theresa knew she screwed up this time. There were disappointments on her fair and ageless face. She sighed and said, “Alright. I’ll stop. You do whatever you want.”
Rachel looked at Theresa in a doubting look.
Theresa never voiced out her concern to Rachel. She knew Rachel was holding on so hard. She didn’t want to see her daughter taking everything upon herself.
After leaving the ward, Osmond and Kenneth stood in front of the hospital.
“Mr. Shawn, do you prefer coffee or wine?”
Kenneth turned and look at the man in front of him with a long face, “Coffee, please.”
“Great choice. It’s not so good to have boozes this early in the morning.”
Osmond smiled as he looked around the place. He saw a coffee shop right at the corner of the exit, “Mr. Shawn, shall we?”
Osmond was carrying Monica and she looked at Kenneth timidly while she bit her fingers. Her eyes are big and clear.
Kenneth looked at her for a second, walked forward, then asked casually, “What’s wrong with her?”
Osmond was stunned for a second. He didn’t expect Kenneth to notice Monica. He gently stroked Monica’s hair and said, “Autism.”
Kenneth wore a set of a neat suit and presented a mature look. He walked slow and his eyes were looking at every corner of the place. Just when Osmond thought that was a casual question, Kenneth offered his help, “I know some specialists in treating Autism. I’ll recommend some to you if you need one.”
Osmond’s expression changed. He looked at Kenneth in a serious look then rejected him politely with a smile, “Thank you Mr. Shawn for your kindness. We have been visiting so many local and overseas specialists but nothing really worked. Which is why I brought her back and decided to take things slow.”
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