Chapter 769 My Silly Woman
ir didn''t understand. Her eyes were open the whole time. Why did Wesley me her for not opening
her eyes to look at Chubby Monkey?
As she was trying to figure this out, Wesley turned and carried Chubby Monkey away, saying that he
was taking Chubby Monkey to meet his new mom.
ir was heartbroken. She yelled Wesley''s name as she dashed towards the ck hole as fast as her
two feet could carry her.
She jumped into it and started falling. It was so dark she had to close her eyes. Darkness always
scared her. The sensation of falling gave her vertigo.
She didn''t know how much time had passed. When she opened her eyes again, a bright light could be
seen. The re forced her to shut her eyes again.
She didn''t know where she was. The air smelled of roses.
But she hadn''t found Wesley yet. She couldn''t keep her eyes shut. She''d never see him that way.
She tried to open her eyes, and that was when she saw Wesley.
Their eyes met. He looked happy and affectionate. "Chubby Monkey..." she said in a hoarse voice.
Wesley was confused. "What''s this about a monkey?"
ir shook her head. "My son..."
The joy in his eyes faded. "Honey, shouldn''t I be the one you want to see most?"
"You''re taking my son away..." She was so weak she started gasping for air.
Wesley kissed her on the lips. His eyes reddened with tears. "Honey, I missed you so much."
"Chubby Monkey... No... My son..." ir had never seen her son before. Did he look like the Chubby
Monkey in her dream?
Wesley called the family physician first. Then he called Cecelia to ask her to bring Gifford upstairs.
When Cecelia saw that ir was awake, sheughed and cried tears of joy. "Ah! ir, you''re finally
awake!"
"Mom..." ir called weakly. But her eyes quicklynded on the little guy standing beside Cecelia. He
was clutching a toy, staring at her.
And he did look exactly like Chubby Monkey.
Wesley gestured Gifford toe forward. "Your mom''s awake. Come and talk to her."
This was the first time Gifford had seen ir with her eyes open. He needed a little time to adjust. For
a moment, he was quiet. Then he toddled alongside the bed, holding the bedspread for support.
ir was excited. She moved towards the edge of the bed to touch Gifford. He was a bit shy, though,
and tried to move backwards. He fell on bottom, the diaper providing a cushion.
Wesley frowned at his reaction. He squatted down and hugged him. "What did I tell you? Do you
remember who she is?"
Gifford nodded and dropped the toy. He walked up to ir, held her hand and called, "Mommy."
Tears poured down her face. She sobbed uncontrobly.
The family physician arrived fairly quickly. After giving ir a thorough physical examination, he
concluded that she was doing great. With a little more time to recuperate, she would be fully recovered.
When they were left alone, Wesley looked at ir affectionately.
"You must be tired. Wanna lie back down?"
"I don''t."
"What''s wrong?"
"I''m afraid if I close my eyes, it''ll be another two years before I get to see you." She sounded sad.
Wesley smiled. "That won''t happen. I won''t let it."
"Okay." She was actually sleepy. She could barely keep her eyes open.
Finally, sleep won, and she drifted off.
Wesley put her hand to his lips and kissed it. ''Thank you, my love. Thank you for waking up.''
ir didn''t wake up until the next morning. Worried that she had fallen into anothera, Wesley had
been waiting restlessly by her bedside. When she slowly opened her eyes, he let out a long sigh of
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relief.
"Hi. Feeling better?" Wesley asked anxiously.
"Much better," ir replied.
Wesley rxed. "Hungry? Mom made watered-down congee. Eat some, okay?" ir had gone to
sleep without eating a thingst night. And she was too weak to eat solid food. So Cecelia had made
her something babies could eat. Something packed with nutrients for instant energy.
ir nodded.
Wesley fetched a bowl of watery congee and fed her some. ir looked better after getting a little food
in her. And he thought it was a good time for a talk.
"We need to talk." "Okay." ir wondered what he wanted to talk about.
Wesley looked rather serious.
"You were almost thirty. How could you be so silly?"
"Hmm?" ir was confused.
"You were pregnant. What were you thinking? Did you think of our kid?"
By now, she realized that he was ming her for taking the bullets for him. "You saved me a lot. I
saved you once. It''s no big deal." She saw he was in danger. It was right there. How could she just do
nothing?
Wesley pinched her nose. "First of all, I''m a soldier. That''s my job. Secondly, I''m a man. I''m supposed
to protect you. Thirdly, I can take care of myself. But if I have to watch out for you, that puts us both at
risk. Did you want the baby? It was dangerous..." His voice trailed off.
He had been so scared back then.
ir gave him a grin but didn''t reply. If she could turn back time, she''d do it all over again. She wouldn''t
watch him get hurt.
Wesley sighed. "One more thing." He cued up some surveince footage on his phone and handed it to
her.
ir told him that she believed nothing happened between him and Patty, but he still wanted to prove
his innocence.
The video had been saved on his phone. He had been waiting to y it for her.
In the video, Wesley and Patty were in a room together. It was gray, featureless, and there was almost
no furniture but a table and chair. It looked like an interrogation. She could hear their voices.
"That night, after I drove you home, I got a phone call from the police on my way home. They asked me
to go to the police station because Patty told them she''d only talk if I was there. So I came by to make
sure she kept her word. I drove to the police station. When you called, I was in the middle of the
interrogation." ir learned the rest from the video.
Realizing what exactly happened that night, she felt embarrassed for having been mad at Wesley. She
pushed the phone away and said, "I said I believed you. Why did you show me this?"
Wesley raised his brow and closed the video. "So you said. But I know you. Did you know how focused
you were on the video just now?"
ir blushed. ''He knows everything.''
"ir, you silly woman." ''She isn''t smart. Too naive by half, too gullible.
But she''s my silly woman. I love her. I love everything about her.''
ir stuck out her tongue. "Stop nagging me. It will only make me sillier," she protested.