My Child and I Married a Billionaire novel Chapter 118

Chapter 118: Chapter 118: Don’t Tell Me There’s Someone on the Outside

Simone Vaughn was miserable at home. In fact, she’d been wanting to marry Zeke Walton for some time.

But despite dropping hints, both subtle and obvious, time and time again, Zeke Walton never took the bait.

Just as she was stewing in frustration, her mother decided to get personally involved and push for the wedding.

She quickly grabbed her phone and called Zeke Walton.

At the hospital, Zeke Walton had stayed by Shane Grant’s side all through the previous night.

Shane Grant felt bad and told him to go home, saying the doctors and nurses could take care of him, but Zeke Walton simply refused to leave.

Not only did he refuse to leave, but he also drove out first thing in the morning to buy him a special breakfast.

Years ago, Shane Grant had suffered a terrible blow. His wife had passed away after a car accident, giving birth to their son via C-section.

To keep from drowning in grief, he poured all his energy into work. Due to overexertion, his leg injury from the accident never properly healed, even after all these years.

Yesterday, he’d twisted it badly again, resulting in a fractured tibia. The doctor said it would be at least three months before he could walk on it.

His leg was in a cast and elevated in a sling. Forget washing his face or brushing his teeth—even using the toilet had become a major challenge.

This turn of events made Zeke Walton ecstatic. He’d been worrying about how to get closer to him, and now, heaven had delivered the perfect opportunity.

Returning with breakfast, he helped Shane Grant wash his face and brush his teeth in bed, then thoughtfully brought a spoonful of congee to his lips.

"It’s shredded chicken congee from Walden’s Curios. Have it while it’s hot."

’He helped me with the bedpan yesterday, and he just washed my face and brushed my teeth. How can I possibly let him feed me, too?’

Shane Grant held out his hands. "I can get it myself."

"It’s awkward for you while you’re lying down. Let me."

"It’s fine. I’m not used to being taken care of like this. Besides, you’ve done too much already. I’ll do it myself."

As they went back and forth, Shane Grant’s hand brushed against his fingers.

It wasn’t their first time making physical contact—there had been plenty of that yesterday when Zeke was helping him—but it was the first time for a touch so fleeting and gentle. Zeke Walton’s heart began to pound.

’It was nothing, really, but a sweetness like honey flooded his heart.’

"It’s no big deal. Feeding you isn’t going to tire me out, so stop refusing."

Seeing how insistent he was, Shane Grant stopped protesting and simply smiled.

"For someone your age and of your standing to be so gentle and considerate is truly rare. Zeke, the woman who marries you will be very fortunate."

His praise made Zeke even happier.

"Really? So you think living with me would be a blessing?"

"Of course. Even a grown man like me finds it pleasant, so a girl would be completely swept off her feet. You must have a girlfriend, right? Have you told her you’re here with me? Don’t neglect her on my account."

’He said he finds it pleasant? He said he likes being taken care of by me?’ Zeke was so ecstatic he felt like he could jump for joy.

"I’m still young, no rush to find a girlfriend. Besides, I don’t like women. They’re petty and high-maintenance. I’m much more comfortable spending time with you. Let’s not talk about them."

Shane Grant just chalked it up to him being young and impulsive, speaking with a childish air. He simply smiled and didn’t pursue the topic.

Just as Zeke finished feeding him the last of the congee, his phone rang.

He glanced at the screen. Simone Vaughn.

’Why is she calling me this early? I’m not picking up.’

When her call to Zeke didn’t go through, Simone Vaughn pouted at her mother.

"He’s not picking up. Mom, do you think Zeke has someone else? Another woman on the side? Why else would he treat me this way?"

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