Marrying the Ugly Heir for Truth and Wealth novel Chapter 475

As soon as Christina spoke, she heard footsteps behind her.

Turning around, she found herself gazing into Nathaniel’s eyes.

What a coincidence! Nathaniel shows up every time we say something about him. Did he put a wiretap in this house?

Nathaniel lifted Lucas and slung his schoolbag onto his shoulder. “It’s time to go to school, Lucas.”

“But Camila is sick. I want to stay and take care of her.” Lucas pursed his lips and blinked, trying to appeal to his father.

“There are plenty of people at home to look after her. You need to get to school on time.” As he spoke, Nathaniel marched toward the door with Lucas in his arms.

Having not seen his mother for a long time, Lucas was reluctant to attend kindergarten. Besides, he could recite the syllabus with his eyes closed.

He was determined to remain by his mother’s side. To that end, he clutched his stomach and yelled, “Ow! My stomach hurts! I don’t think I can go to school.”

Nathaniel scowled. He was fine earlier, and now he’s having a stomachache at the prospect of going to school. Nice

try.

“I don’t care what hurts. You will go to school,” he insisted, his voice becoming dangerously soft.

Lucas’ panic grew when his father was about to leave the house with him. “Help, Mommy! It hurts so bad!”

Watching him gnash his teeth in agony, Christina became convinced that he was telling the truth. Concerned, she ran after the pair and stopped them.

“Didn’t you hear him say that he’s not feeling well?” Christina strode over and snatched Lucas out of Nathaniel’s arms.

Like a koala, Lucas clung to his mother. Thank God for Mommy. She loves me more than Daddy does.

Nuzzling against Christina’s bosom, he did not dare meet his father’s gaze for fear of being discovered.

“Where does it hurt? Show me.” Christina carried Lucas in and sat him down on the couch.

Lucas was not in pain, but he pointed arbitrarily nonetheless. “Here, and here.”

What kind of illness is this? It looks serious.

Christina examined Lucas anxiously. “Don’t worry, Lucas. I’ll take you to the doctor.”

Camila grew anxious as well. She trotted over. “Don’t be scared, Lucas. I’ll bring you some medicine.”

Christina was deeply amused by Camila’s innocent words. “You can’t share your medicine, Camila. Stomachaches require a different kind of medication, do you understand?”

Camila nodded blankly. “I understand, Mommy.”

The children’s personalities differed wildly. Lucas was witty and outspoken, while Camila was delicate and

emotional.

Nathaniel stepped closer and studied Lucas’ expression intently. “I summoned the doctor. He’s coming to examine you and give you a jab if you’re unwell.”

Like most children, Lucas feared the needle. At the prospect of getting jabbed, he gave a violent start.

Going to school is infinitely preferable to getting jabbed!

With a sudden flash of inspiration, Lucas jumped up. “It doesn’t hurt anymore, Mommy. I’d better get going to school.”

Without another word, he got to his feet, looking good as new.

Despite looking so sickly earlier, he’s looking much better within a few short seconds.

Guessing his motives, Christina held his hand tenderly. “I’ll call in sick for you if you don’t want to attend school, but you must never lie to me again, all right?”