Chapter 82
With a resounding “Auntie Pretty“, a little girl in a pink princess dress ran in, as delicate and beautiful as a doll.
“Rebeccaana?!”
Rebecca was so surprised that she almost thought she was dreaming and rubbed her eyes hard.
“Auntie Pretty, you don’t have to rub your eyes, I’m Rebeccaana.” Rebeccaana had already rushed into Rebecca’s embrace, hugging her tightly, gently rubbing her face a few times.
The nurse on the side was dumbfounded. Whose girl is this? She is so cute.
“Auntie Nurse, I want to whisper to my Auntie Pretty. Can you go out for a while? Thank you.” Rebeccaana spoke to the nurse politely
Miss Nurse’s heart was about to melt, the corners of her mouth rose wildly, revealing a doting smile.
“Little Cutie, are you an angel? You’re beautiful and polite. Well, what else can I do? I’ll leave you two to talk.”
Having said that, the nurse finally left the ward wisely.
She had just closed the door, when she turned around, she suddenly saw a handsome and tall man standing at the door. He had a proud temperament and a strong aura.
“Mr. Evans?” The nurse immediately put away her joking expression and became more cautious.
Chris was condescending and his voice was cold, “When will Rebecca be discharged from the hospital?”
“Dr. Grey said that she will be observed for another day tomorrow. If there is no problem, the discharge procedures can be completed the day after.” The nurse was respectful and answered seriously.
Chris’s expression was indifferent, but his heart was glad.
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The nurse did not dare to turn around and leave immediately. She carefully asked, “Mr. Evans, is there anything else?”
Chris looked at her impatiently, “It’s none of your business, go away.”
The nurse did not dare to express her anger and left.
At this moment, besides Chris, there were two other bodyguards in the corridor.
“Protect Rebeccaana, don’t let anyone get close to her. Also, watch the time. Don’t let Rebecca and Rebeccaana talk for too long, an hour at most. When the time is up, immediately send Rebeccaana to the car.” Chris ordered coldly..
With that, he turned around and walked towards the elevator.
“Yes, Sir!” The bodyguards took the order, and the two of them stood on one side and stood Scordiaard at the door of the ward.
Inside the ward,
Rebecca and Rebeccaana hugged each other tightly the two of them had endless things to say.
“Auntie Pretty, I’m sorry, I didn’t receive your calf right away. At that time, Dad and I went outside for a run.” Rebeccaana took the initiat the reason for not answering the phone. She blamed herself.
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A warm current welled up in Rebecca’s heart. All the grievances and sorrows disappeared. She knew that there was a reason for Rebeccaana not answering the phone.
“Auntie understands in her heart that you don’t need to apologize.”
Rebeccaana’s mood relaxed a lot, and she smiled sweetly. “It’s good that you don’t get angry.”
Rebecca stroked her daughter’s hair. Rebeccaana is so sensible, she should feel pleased and happy, but more is feel distressed.
It’s too late for Auntie to thank you. How could you be angry? You saved Auntie.”
“It would have been better if I could have read your message earlier. Auntie Pretty could have left that Icehouse earlier
Rebecca smiled gently. Tears welled up in her eyes. “Rebeccaana, thank you. When Auntie was most desperate, you gave her strength and warmth- After she finished speaking, she hugged Rebeccaana even tighter, hugging her in distress.
She really hoped that time would stop here and no one would disturb her. She wanted to be with her daughter forever and never be separated.
Rebeccaana really enjoyed the feeling of being in his Auntie Pretty’s arms, soft and fragrant, is no taste of anyone else, and the feeling of lying in the arms of mother in the dream is exactly the same.
“Auntie Pretty, I have a little secret that I haven’t told you. I really want to tell you now.”
“What little secret?” Rebecca asked curiously. There was an indescribable tenderness in the corners of her eyes.
“You look a lot like my mother.” Rebeccaana raised her head and stared at Rebecca with her big, dark eyes.
Rebecca’s heart fluttered, and she was stunned. The mixed emotion
quickly spread to the bottom of her eyes, guilt, bitterness, and heartache.
It turned out that in Rebeccaana’s heart, she already regarded her as a mother.
“Rebeccaana, actually I…” Rebecca almost said impulsively. But stopped midsentence
“Auntie Pretty, what do you want to say?”
Looking at her daughter’s innocent eyes, Rebecca endured the pain in her heart and tried to calm as quickly as possible.
There were some things that can not yet be said.
If she tell Rebeccaana the truth right now, she would definitely make Chris mad. If that happens, he would definitely take Rebeccaana away at all costs, so that she would never see her daughter in her life again.
Taking a step back, even if she filed a lawsuit to snatch the custody of her child, with her current situation and conditions, it was even more difficult to defeat Chris than to go to heaven.
“Auntie wants to say that in my heart, I have long regarded you as my daughter.”
“Really? That’s great.” Rebeccaana was extremely happy, feeling that she and the Auntie Pretty are on the same page.
Suddenly, she said a sentence that had been buried in her heart før a long time, “Auntie Prettyy, why don’t you marry my father and be my mother? In this way, we can be together every day and don’t need to be separated.”
Rebecca didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.
The child was really naive and her thoughts were simple and straightforward.
“What do you think about that?” Rebeccaana was quite innocently serious about this matter.
Rebecca smiled helplessly and straightened the small hair on Rebeccaana’s forehead.
She said softly, “Rebeccaana, getting married is not as simple as playing games in kindergarten. Although Auntie likes you and wants to be with you every day, I cannot marry your father.”
Rebeccaana pursed his lips solemnly. “It’s because Dad is a villain, right? He always bully Auntie Pretty.”
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In this regard, the little girl was also very distressed and angry.
Why can’t Dad just be nice to Auntie Pretty?
Rebecca was in a complicated mood and did not know how to explain the relationship between adults to a four–year–old child. She sighed helplessly “Because your father doesn’t like me, and I don’t like him either. Two people who don’t like each other will not be happy when they get married.
An hour passed in the blink of an eye.
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With Rebecca’s patient persuasion, Rebeccaana reluctantly left the ward.
On the way home, she sat in Chris’s arms the whole time. She was obedient, but she did not say a word. Her little hand rested on her chin, and she looked out of the window as if she were thinking seriously.
Chris couldn’t help but ask curiously. “Rebeccaana, what are you thinking about?”
Rebeccaana pondered for a while, then turned to look at his handsome father and asked incomprehensively. “Dad, you are so handsome, why doesn’t Auntie Pretty like you?”
Chris’s expression darkened.
“Rebecca told you this?”
Rebeccaana sighed regretfully, “I want to match Auntie Pretty and Dad to get married. Auntie Pretty said that she doesn’t like you and doesn’t want to marry you. Dad, it’s so miserable for you to be rejected by Auntie Pretty.”
The sky was white with fish belly. The cool morning breeze blew open the pink gauze curtain in the bedroom. Rebeccaana woke up in a refrestung mood. She opened her eyes and stretched. Fifteen minutes later, she ran downstairs with her little leather shoes on
“Morning, Dad.”
Chris put down the financial magazine he was reading and reached his hand out to his daughter. The corner of his mouth raised, “Morning, baby, come over to Dad.”
Rebeccaana laughed and ran over.
Chris carried his daughter to his lap. “Why are you up so early? It’s not even seven o’clock.”
“Early to bed and early to rise is good for your health.” Rebeccaana answered in a steamy voice, her eyes sparkling
Chris smiled comfortably. Before could say another word, he heard Rebeccaana say, “This is what Auntie Pretty told me. We agreed that we will go to bed early and get up early every day.”
Chris’s expression darkened immediately.
When he heard that woman’s name early in the morning, he felt very annoyed.
Rebeccaana did not realize that her father’s expression had changed. She continued to say: “Aunty Pretty also said to eat on time, can not be picky, can
not…”
“Rebeccaana.” Chris stopped her with a shake of his head. “Okay, let’s go to the restaurant for breakfast.”
During the meal, Rebeccaana behaved very well. She is not picky about food, not noisy, quietly finished the meal.
“Father, can I discuss something with you?”
Chris looked at him gently, “What’s the matter?”
“I don’t want to go to kindergarten today.”
“Why don’t you want to go? Today is Monday.”
Rebeccaana pursed her lips and hesitated for a moment. In the end, she gave it up. “Because I want to go to the hospital to accompany Auntie Pretty. She is too lonely in the hospital alone.”
Chris’s face was black and he refused without hesitation, “No way.”
“Dad…”
“Rebeccaana, there may be room for negotiation on other matters. This matter is absolutely impossible.” Chris said this with a serious expression and got up from his chair.
“Pack up. Dad will send you to kindergarten.”
Rebeccaana pouted and reluctantly went upstairs to get her small schoolbag.
On the way to the kindergarten, Rebeccaana turned her head and looked out the window, ignoring Chris and not saying a word.
Chris ignored Rebeccaana. He was determined not to compromise and wanted to break her temper.
For Rebecca’s sake, she didn’t even want to go to school.
Twenty minutes later, Rolls–Royce stopped at the entrance of the kindergarten.
In the past, Rebeccaana would wait for her father to carry her out of the car. But today, she opened her side of the door and got out of the car herself. Looking at his daughter’s stubborn and willful back, Chris pressed his eyebrows and instructed the driver, “Make sure Rebeccaana follows Miss Phlips into the classroom.”
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“Yes, Sir.” The driver quickly got out of the car.
Ten in the morning.
Teachers from various classes in the kindergarten took the children to the playground, and Miss Phlips from Class 9 was no exception.
“Students, line up and let the teacher take you out to play, okay?”
“Okay.” The children cheered happily and quickly lined up, boys and girls in a row.
Rebeccaana was not in high spirits, so she stayed on her seat and did not move.
Miss Phlips walked over and asked with concern, “Rebeccaana, what’s wrong? Is everything okay?”
Rebeccaana shook her head. “Teacher, I don’t want to go out to play.”
Miss Phlips touched her hair and patiently talked to her, “The children are all out to play. If you don’t go out, you’re the only one left in the classroom. How boring, isn’t it?”
“It’s good to be alone. It’s quiet.”
Miss Phlips frowned slightly, feeling that something was wrong with Rebeccaana today.
“Rebeccaana, tell teacher, are you not feeling well? Teacher will take you to the hospital.”
To the hospital…
A light suddenly flashed across Rebeccaana’s eyes.
“Teacher, are you really willing to take me to the hospital?”
“You’re not feeling well. Of course, the teacher wants to take you there.” This was a once–in–a–lifetime opportunity, and Miss Philips wouldn’t want to
miss it.
Rebeccaana stood up from her seat, held Miss Phillips’s hand, and said in a low voice, “Teacher, my stomach is not feeling well.”
Miss Phlips picked her up and gently comforted her: “Teacher will take you to the doctor right away. Let’s go.”
“Thank you, teacher.”
“Good.”
Miss Phlips brought Rebeccaana to the hospital.
In the hall, there were a lot of people queuing for registration. Miss Phlips hugged Rebeccaana and slowly moved forward in the crowd.
Although Rebeccaana was not her child, she did not dare to neglect her at all. She’s patient, no matter how hard it is.
“Teacher, I want to go to the bathroom.” Rebeccaana covered her stomach and whispered in Miss Phlips‘ ear.
“Now?”
“Mmm.” She nodded
Miss Phlips looked around. There were more than a dozen people in front, and it would be her turn to take the number soon.
If she left at this time, she would have to queue up again when she came back. It was a waste of time.
Miss Phlips looked troubled and quietly asked Rebeccaana, “Rebeccaana, can you hold on for a few more minutes?”
“No.” Rebeccaana shook her head aggrievedly. “Teacher, I need to go now, and I can’t help it.”
Miss Phlips was suddenly a felt confused, wanting to cry but not tears.
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