The Promise of Happiness (Natalie and Samuel) novel Chapter 112

Chapter 112 

The door opened as Natalie‘s two little ones walked in. 

“Mommy...” Xavian and Clayton murmured. 

Their gazes locked onto Natalie, who lay on the bed with her face flushed bright red from embarrassment. 

Clayton had been traveling to different locations for filming jobs ever since he got discovered by a talent scout at a young age. 

After receiving news of Natalie‘s injury, he instantly dropped his filming schedule and rushed over. 

“Mommy, are you hurt?” Clayton took off his sunglasses and asked frantically, “Do you have a fever, Mommy? Why is your face so red?” 

Xavian chimed in, “Clayton‘s right, Mommy. Your face looks awfully red!” 

Natalie was dumbfounded. She sheepishly held her flushed cheeks while remaining. silent. 

I don‘t have a fever, but I can‘t tell them why I‘m blushing... 

Thankfully, Samuel walked out of the restroom right then and rescued her from the awkward situation. 

“Your mommy is not down with a fever.” Samuel rolled up his sleeves and glanced at Natalie while explaining, “She‘s... Well, her body is probably heating up slightly because she‘s not used to being in the hospital.” 

Natalie‘s eyes widened in shock, incredulous that Samuel could lie to the boys without even batting an eyelid. 

Why that little... My cheeks wouldn‘t be bright red like a baboon‘s ass right now if he hadn‘t touched my thighs earlier! 

Nonetheless, she could not reveal the truth. Natalie swallowed her steaming rage and nodded at his explanation. 

“Is this our stepfath–” Clayton realized that he had made a rash conclusion and quickly corrected, “Oh, my bad... I meant to ask if he is Mr. Bowers.” 

“That‘s right, Clayton! He’s the man that I‘ve been telling you about when you were away for work.” Mischief flashed past Xavian‘s eyes as he elaborated, “What perfect timing! You can finally meet him in person today.” 

Upon hearing that, Clayton began sizing up Samuel, who did the same to the former. 

Clayton and Xavian were brothers but not twins; as the older brother, Clayton‘s features appeared way more defined than Xavian‘s. 

Did Samuel and I...? No way! That‘s ridiculous! There‘s no way that he‘s the man who took my virginity. It could be any living, breathing male on this earth, but it would never be Samuel. 

“Alright. I‘ll have that arranged,” Samuel said with a nod before turning to leave the ward.