Chapter 1394 "Okay, Daddy."
Chris hung up and handed the phone back to the waitress.
"Thank you, Miss. My Daddy is picking me up.â
The staff adored Chris for being a well-behaved boy. Any other child would have cried and caused a scene if this happened to them, yet not only was Chris unafraid, but he even calmly phoned his father to pick him up!
The waitress ruffled his hair and said, "My dear, youâre amazing. The cruise has to move on, so I can't stay here till your father comes."
Chris nodded. "Itâs okay, I can wait alone here. Thank you."
The waitress waved to bid him farewell.
After the cruise moved, another boat arrived by the port a few minutes later Anthony came off the boat. When he saw Chris standing alone not far away, his heart sank.
He wanted to lash out at him, but he reminded himself that Chris was merely a five-year-old kid. He knew nothing!
He was his son-his flesh and blood!
It did not help that he would have to go under the knife soon, and no one could tell what would happen.
Since he still remembered him, he should treat him well.
Anthony narrowed his eyes and tried to make himself look kinder. He walked over and looked at Chris. "Are you cold?" "Huh?"
Chris blinked, wondering if he was hallucinating.
Not only did his father spared him from rebuke, but he even asked if he was cold?
Chris looked at Anthony with his big, watery eyes. He reached out with his small palm to hold onto Anthony's big hand. "Daddy, Iâm not cold."
Anthony took him into his arms and walked toward the port.
Chris looked at his handsome face, pursing his lips as he muttered, "I'm sorry, Daddy."
Anthony looked at him and fell silent for a few seconds. "Donât do this again in the future, okay?" he spoke. "Tell your Mommy wherever you go. Don't make her worry about you."
Chris looked at him suspiciously.
Just his Mommy? What about him, then?
Not delving too much into it, Chris hooked his hands around Anthony's neck and nodded heavily. "Yeah, I know. Iâll tell Daddy and Mommy wherever I go in the future..." 1 Hearing Chris adding 'Daddy' into his promise, his heart felt warm.
He carried him into the boat and went back.
Charmine arrived at Frankâs ward, where he laid in bed, his eyes blank. His face was pale, and he looked very weak.
Charmine felt dispirited. She would never have thought that the once calm Frank, who wrote carefreely with his brush, would end up in such a state.
However, with Fayeâs operation a success, he should probably agree to his operation.
Even though Frank was in a lot of pain, he could still hear the unmistakable sound of footsteps walking toward him.
He turned over to the direction of the sound. His ears moved and he said," Charmine, you're here?"
Charmine said, "How do you feel, Frank?" "I'm fine." Frank looked blankly ahead. He asked, "Charmine, how's Faye?"
Charmine replied, "I'm here to tell you some good news. Faye just had a kidney transplant, and it went well. Sheâll wake up in an hour or so."
Frank's zoned-out eyes sparkled instantly. He said with his shaking voice," Really?"
Instantly, he frowned again. "Charmine, if Faye had the operation, how did you..."
How could she get out of bed so soon?
Charmine explained, "I didn't have to give her my kidney. Someone sent an artificial kidney, and we used it on her. It was a perfect fit."
Frank was touched. "Wonderful. Thank goodness you're not hurt, too. Who sent the artificial kidney? I need to thank her.â
Charmine frowned. 'We havenât found out. When I came out from the operating room, that person was already gone."