Bradley coldly got up and left the psychologistâs office, returning to Estherâs hospital room.
The atmosphere inside was lively. The mother and son, Esther and Felix, were playing a childish game of rockâpaper-
scissors.
When Esther caught sight of Bradleyâs gloomy face, she sweetly called out, âDarling, youâre back?â
Upon hearing Esther call him âdarlingâ, Bradley felt a sense of irony. He casually asked, âWhat did you just call me?â
âDarling!â Esther blinked her eyes which were shining like stars, and asked softly, âWhy do you seem u nhappy?â
Bradley sneered coldly, about to explode with anger. However, Clark quickly intervened, interrupting the peculiar atmosphere in the room. He gently asked, âEsther, the doctor said you can be discharged. Sh all we pack up and go home now?
Felix was excited upon hearing that and exclaimed, âMommy, hurry, letâs go home!â
Bradley pressed his hand on Felixâs shoulder and coldly said, â You canât leave the hospital yet.â
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âDaddy!â Felix blinked his wet eyes and pleaded pitifully,â Can you let me stay with Mommy?
Just for one night? Please?â
Anyone who saw Felix in such a state would be moved. Bradley was no exception.
СпаÑÑак 98 âMr. Bradley, why donât we ask Mr. Felixâs attending physician? If he says that Mr. Felix can be discharg edâ¦â
Ever since Clark heard the recording between Liliane and Esther, he naturally leaned toward Estherâs s ide. Especially when he learned that Esther was Felixâs biological mother, he instinctively sided with her . In Clarkâs personal opinion, he also hoped that Bradley and Esther could reconcile. After all, it was also Thomasâ wish.
âClark, Iâve already made my compromise,â Bradley said coldly.
Clark reached out and touched Felixâs hair as he coaxed him.
Mr. Felix, letâs listen to the doctor.â
Felix called out in grievance, âMommy, I wonât be at home, so you have to be good, okay?â
Esther reached out to hug Felix and planted a kiss on his face. Mommy doesnât want to let you go.â
I Felix looked at Bradley with harmless heat, then commented. helplessly, rubbing his forehead, âDaddy i s a dummy.â
âFelix, say that again.â Bradley looked like he was ready to beat someone up.
Esther instantly shielded Felix behind her, her delicate figure standing between Bradley and Felix as if t o say over her dead body if he wanted to hit the boy.
Clarkâs eyes welled up with tears as he witnessed that scene. Involuntarily, he thought that perhaps this was what a real mother was like. As a mother, protecting her child was always instinctual.
âMr. Bradley,â Clark softly called out and asked calmly, âDonât you think Esther and Mr. Felix look like m other and son?â
Bradleyâs cool gaze swept across Estherâs beautiful face and fell upon Felixâs cute, endearing face. He casually remarked, â Clark, if your eyes are bad, I can make an ophthalmologist. appointment for you to get them checked.â