I sighed and touched his forehead gently. “Your sister got seriously injured. She doesn’t remember us now, so she has to stay with the lycan king for the time being.”
The light died in Arron’s eyes. He put down the biscuits in his hand and said dejectedly, “But I want to see my sister.”
“I’ll take you to see her when she gets better.” I rubbed his back, trying to comfort him.
“Okay, Mommy.” Arron nodded resolutely. Pouting, he climbed onto the chair, gathered all the biscuits and other desserts on the table, and put them back into the box. “I’ll eat these with Beryl when she comes back.”
My heart softened. I leaned over and kissed Arron’s forehead. “It’ll spoil if you don’t eat them soon. Don’t worry about your sister. Grandma and I will take good care of her.”
Arron grinned from ear to ear. “I have an idea, Mommy. I’ll eat some and keep a bit for Beryl. She can eat it when she comes back.”
“Okay, that’s a good idea.” Grinning back at him, I scooped him up and walked over to the bed. “Now, Arron, lie down and get some rest. I’ll go out to see if the doctor’s here.”
Arron nodded obediently. “Mommy, come back quickly, okay?”
After settling Arron in, I went to the door. However, as soon as I opened it, I saw Rufus outside with his fist up, as though he was just about to knock.
Subconsciously, I stood on tiptoe to block Rufus’s view of the room.
Rufus frowned and stared at me with an unfathomable expression.
“What’re you looking at?” I asked in the calmest tone I could muster.
After a long while, Rufus finally said, “The lace on your mask is untied.”
Hearing this, I touched the lace around my ear and found that it was indeed undone, pinned behind my ear by a hairpin.
I turned around in embarrassment and quickly tied the mask properly.
Just then, the doctor arrived. Laura led the doctor over, pulled Rufus away, and subtly pushed me into the room.
“Wait outside,” Laura said to Rufus. Without waiting for a response, she shut the door in his face.
Rufus’ POV
When I found out that Crystal had another child, I felt a little uncomfortable.
And when she showed hostility and blocked me from entering her room to see her son, I felt even more uncomfortable. My discomfort was mixed with anger, but I wasn’t sure why I was angry. Sometimes, emotions weren’t something that could be controlled by one’s own consciousness.
I stood alone in the corridor, smoking a cigarette to calm down.
After a while, the doctor came out, but he was alone. My mother and Crystal were still in the room with the boy. I wanted to know about my mother’s health, so I personally escorted the doctor out and asked him about it. Before he left, I also asked him about the child’s injury.
For some reason, the doctor looked terrified as soon as I asked this. He seemed guilty of some unspeakable crime. There was hesitation in his voice, and he was far from calm. But he was the director of the Royal Medical Research Institute-how could he act like an inexperienced rookie?
I frowned a little unhappily. “So, is the boy seriously injured?”
The doctor gulped anxiously and answered, “No, no. It’s not that serious.”
“If it’s not serious, then why is his head covered with so many bandages?”
When Crystal opened the door, although she tried to block my view, I saw a child tucked in bed, wrapped in bandages. The child was very young, around the same age as Beryl. The age difference must have been only one or two years at most.
That she-wolf must have been very affectionate with her ex-husband. Otherwise, how could she have had two children with the man who later abandoned them?
Thinking of this, my mood sank again. But what made me even angrier was the fact that I couldn’t control these unexplainable emotions.
“Doctor, why is he covered in bandages?” I asked again.
The doctor, eyes wide as saucers, immediately corrected himself. “Oh, forgive me. I meant to say it’s quite serious. Yes, very serious indeed. The child fell from a slope, so his whole body is injured. It will take at least six months for him to recover.”
I sneered in disdain. This doctor was making up some bullshit excuse. He didn’t dare to look into my eyes when he spoke, and his words were contradictory.
I was about to lose my temper with him, but this man was my mother’s personal doctor. He had taken care of her for the longest time, and I knew he had done his best to keep her in good health. In order not to cause any family conflicts, I decided against punishing the doctor and let him leave first.
The doctor nearly bolted as soon as I dismissed him. He disappeared from my sight in mere seconds. Perhaps he was frightened out of his wits.
I looked up at the brightly lit room on the third floor and suddenly felt a little frustrated. For the first time, the mountainous pile of official documents seemed more interesting to me-or at least, they weren’t as troublesome.
When I reached the end of the corridor, I found the driver waiting for me outside. I was about to get into the car when I suddenly remembered I hadn’t told my mother I was leaving. So, I went back to the third floor to say goodbye. Perhaps she had grown fond of both Beryl and this little boy. The whole corridor was filled with the laughter of my mother and the boy. I had never seen her so happy before. I began to reflect on whether I should get married and have a child as well.
On second thought, I felt that something was odd. There were so many newborn babies or toddlers who had just learned to walk among the royal family’s relatives. They were related to us by blood, but Laura wasn’t as happy to see those children.
Was it like love at first sight, except with children? It was undeniable that Beryl was an adorable girl. She was lovely. As for the little boy in the room, he probably looked just as cute as Beryl. Since my mother liked him so much, he must have been quite a character, too.
I sighed quietly. When I was about to knock on the door, I heard the little boy call my mother “Grandma.”
I thought I heard it wrong. But the little boy called her “Grandma” several times in a row, and they seemed to be very familiar with each other. It didn’t look like he had just met her today.
Crystal’s POV
After being checked by Laura’s doctor, Arron had gotten hungry. The snacks Laura brought weren’t enough to satiate the little boy.
“Mommy, I want meat.” Arron patted his belly for emphasis, which made Laura chuckle aloud. She immediately scooped Arron up and walked out.
“Let’s go. We’ll have a feast of meat!”
“Yay! Thank you, Grandma!”
Arron grinned sweetly. He looked like a clever and lively boy, and there was a certain happiness in his eyes that was infectious. It was the first time that he had seen his grandmother in real life, and this little boy seemed very fond of her.
I shook my head helplessly. Looking at them go, I was also very happy. It was nice to be a family like this.
Since Laura was carrying Arron in her arms, I went and opened the door for them. Unexpectedly, I was met with the cold gaze of Rufus, who was standing right outside.
I was so startled that I stepped out and slammed the door in a hurry, hoping that Rufus didn’t see the boy behind me.
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