NovelAppChapter 604 On the outskirts of the city, nestled among green fields, stood the Serenity Rehabilitation Center. The doctors assured that Hanson was not in mortal danger, but his future seemed confined to a bed. Yet, with rigorous physiotherapy, there was a glimmer of hope for sindependence.
Gregory simply checked him into the center, sparing no expense for his care but dismissing the need for rehabilitation.
Hanson found speech difficult now, his words slurred, his face asymmetric. Whenever he opened his mouth, drool would escape.
A caregiver, with a patience saint-like, tied a bib around his neck - reminiscent of those worn by infants.
For Hanson, it was an unparalleled humiliation.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHe regretted his past outbursts of temper and pride.
Gregory, observing Hanson's glare, couldn't help but smirk.
"You should be grateful for your devoted wife. Without her, I, the so-called ruthless man you despise, wouldn't let you live comfortably." "Always wanted to control me, right? Well, watch closely how I live freely and arrogantly." Back at Elmwood Villas, Bella announced she would cook dinner herself.
I was surprised. Imagining a celebrity of her stature, I thought her culinary efforts would be limited to baking, avoiding the mess of cooking oils. Yet, my judgment might have been too narrow.
But, as it turned out, cooking was not her forte.
"Oops, this pan won't do at all." Bella almost turned the kitchen into a bonfire before Zoe stepped in to save the day.
I approached, curious, only to see Zoe holding a charred pan, the kitchen enveloped in smoke.
"Stay back," Bella coughed, gesturing forto keep my distance.
I handed her a wet wipe for the grease on her hands, and we couldn't help but laugh at the moment shared.
"I got ahead of myself," Bella admitted, taking the wipe and cleaning herself off. "I thought cooking would be similar to baking, but clearly..." I had always longed for maternal love, pondering if my existence somehow led to my parents' absence.
But now, reunited with my mother, I felt truly blessed.
Embracing Bella, I whispered, "It's wonderful to have you, Mom." She patted my back, "And it's wonderful to have you back with me." After dinner, as Bella made work calls, Gregory rangup. "Heard you're home. Also heard about the near- explosion?" Without guessing, I knew Zoe had filled him in.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmGregory, with his bold and biting wit, could infuriate anyone, even landing his own father in the hospital. Yet, he was surrounded by truly loyab friends.
"Would you dare say that in front of my mom?" "I wouldn't dare." I scoffed, "Yeah, you just run to my mom with complaints." Gregory chuckled, "How else am I to win over my future mother-in-law?" I deflected, "How's everything on your end? Everyone at Ramona's trustworthy?" He didn't pry into my change of subject. "Don't worry, they are. Just take care of yourself.
von aveould want to see you well, not sickor in trouble."
Resting on the couch, I glanced down at my flat stomach, "Are you om managing to eat well with all that's on your plate?" el: bet
"Of course I've wrapped up things with the Ford Group. Now, it's ontd the Myer's family. It might get messy, so try to stay indoors at Elmwood Villas if you can I teased, "And miss my prenatal checkups? What if something happens to your kid?"
Gregory's voice softened, "I'll make tto go with you 'v@go£all the' appointments memorized." At his words, my heart filled with an indescribable warmth.
And as I remained silent, he asked, "What's this? You don't wantto come?"
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