The man standing at the door obviously didnât expect that Rachel would be in the ward. He was too stunned to react âHe just caught a cold. Besides, Lukas is taking care of him. You donât really need to come here. Why are you so worried about Joey? To be honest, if we didnât know that this little guy is Odinâs son, we might think that he is your child.â
While speaking, Carson walked slowly behind Victor. Victorâs back was blocking what was inside, so he didnât know that there was someone else in the ward.
âWell, Iâm serious. You go back and lie down after seeing him, so youâll get better soon. In that way, you can go back to work. I donât want to be the acting CEO of the Sullivan Group anymore. Itâs too tiresome for me.â
The moment Carson noticed that Victor stopped at the door, he peeped to see what was happening inside. Only then did he saw the woman sitting beside Joey. Rachel had expected Lukas to come back.
But to her surprise, the man standing at the door was Victor. Carson raised his eyebrows in surprise.
âMiss Bennet.â Rachel asked Joey to lie down before she stood up to acknowledge Victor and Carsonâs presence. But she felt a hand tugging at the hem of her shirt.
Upon looking down, she found Joeyâs little hand pulling her back.
Rachelâs eyelashes fluttered as she recalled what Joey said a while ago. She slowly removed his hand and hooked his little finger with hers. At first, Joey thought that his mother was angry. Panic and fear flashed across his eyes. He subconsciously wanted to tighten his grip on the hem of her shirt.
Unexpectedly, Rachel hooked his little finger and gently smiled at him.
Although she could see that Joey was confused, Rachel didnât say anything and raised her head to look at Victor and Carson. âMr. Sullivan, Mr. Scott.â
âWe have known each other for such a long time. Arenât you being too formal? Just call me Carson.â
Thanks to Carsonâs playfulness, the tension in the room at that moment was reduced.
âDidnât you just call me Miss Bennet?â The way Rachel said this sounded as if it wasnât a big deal.
âWell, Iâm being polite.â As Carson spoke, he glanced at Victor who was still silent beside him.
Since Victor opened the door and saw Rachel, he never took his eyes off her. But the latter never threw him a single glance at all. She could definitely feel his gaze but deliberately ignored it.
It was as if Victor didnât exist. On the other hand, Rachel only responded to Carson with a small smile.
Everyone knew that Carson had an acid tongue and liked to joke around, so she didnât take his words by heart.
After patting Victor on his shoulder, Carson entered the ward and walked to the hospital bed where joey was lying down. âLittle boy,â he greeted with a smile. Still worried that his mother was angry, Joey was not in the mood for a chit-chat, He only glanced at Carson and didnât greet him back.
Without a warning, Carson put his hand on Joeyâs forehead.
The latter quickly turned his head away and glared at Carson in annoyance. It was too cold, How could Carsonâs hand be so cold?
âA fever isnât enough to damage your brain. I doubt that you donât remember me. Why wonât you greet me back? Huh?â For some reason, sensing Joeyâs disgust amused Carson. âAre you feeling better, little boy?â âYes.â Not wanting to argue with him, Joey was forced to respond. However, his eyes were still fixed on his mothers face.
No matter how obtuse Carson was, he could tell that Joey seemed excessively dependent to Rachel.
He wasnât surprised to see Rachel here since Joey had already met her once. But they seemed so close. Carson had met Joey more than once, but the little boy wasnât that unguarded around him. âI almost forgot to ask, Miss Bennet, why are you here?â