Chapter 778 He''s A Man


    "No, it was not caused by the food. The test shows that your son has a bacterial infection. There are a


    lot of possible ways to get infected; maybe he contracted it while ying outdoors," the doctor


    exined.


    The guilty feeling weighing on ir lessened a little. At least, the food she had cooked wasn''t the direct


    reason for her son''s sickness.


    She returned to her baby''s ward, and saw a nurse ying with him.


    When the nurse saw her enter, she informed, "Gifford''s mom, the kid hasn''t vomited again this morning,


    but his temperature is going up. He needs another bottle of IV fluid. Please go to the cashier''s and pay


    the bill beforehand."


    "Okay. I''ll go right away. Could you keep a watch on Gifford till Ie back?"


    "Sure."


    Keith, Baldwin and Cecelia returned downtown in the afternoon. Instead of going home, they headed


    straight to the hospital.


    Cecelia felt her heart break when she saw her grandson lying in bed, sick and exhausted.


    ir''s face fell. "Grandpa, Dad and Mom, I''m so sorry. I couldn''t take good care of Gifford..."


    She had only looked after the kid for a day, but he had fallen sick on her watch. She wasn''t a good


    mother.


    Cecelia sighed and pulled her in for a hug. Patting her back, sheforted her, "You''re Gifford''s


    mother. We know that you are in more pain than any of us. But don''t worry, it''s normal for little kids to


    get sick easily. And Gifford was kept in an incubator for two weeks after he was born. He is a bit


    weaker than the other kids. Anyway, he''s fine now. So, don''t me yourself. Understand?"


    Moved, ir nodded, "Yes, Mom. I understand." She promised herself that she would learn to take


    better care of her son.


    In the evening, Niles and Irene came to see the little boy after work. When Niles found out that ir


    had brought the kid to the hospital all by herself, he was unhappy and told her off. "Why didn''t you call


    me? I''m his uncle. You should have informed me immediately. Wesley isn''t home and you''ve just


    recovered your health. It''s too dangerous for you to carry the kid, and you brought him all the way here,


    in the middle of night. What would we do if something happened to you?"


    ir knew that he was scolding her for her own good, so she didn''t retort but nodded meekly, "I''m


    sorry, Niles."


    Cecelia cut in, "That''s enough. Stop lecturing your sister-inw. She''s already upset and tired."


    "It''s all right, Mom. Let him. He is right," ir said. She was prepared to ept any tongueshing


    from them.


    Niles sighed and threw a nce at his mom, who was now ring at him. He felt pathetic for losing his


    temper on her. His mom never allowed him to speak ill of ir or even Irene.


    Ever since he got married, he had be the least important person in the Li family.


    Wesley finished his mission and hurried back home two days after Gifford had been discharged from


    the hospital.


    The little boy hadpletely recovered and was as energetic as before.


    When Wesley saw his son, instead of saying any caring words, he demanded, "You need to get more


    exercise to strengthen your body!"


    He already knew what had happened. ir had taken their son to the hospital by herself.


    ir spoke up for her son. "It was my fault, Wesley. I took him out to y; he contracted the infection


    because of my carelessness."


    Wesley pulled her into his arms, and while staring down at his son, he insisted, "The root cause is his


    weak body. I''ll be free for a month. You must exercise with me every morning and evening. Okay?"


    Gifford pulled a long face, pursing his lips.


    ir felt sorry for the little boy and reminded Wesley, "He''s only two!"


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    Ignoring the boy''s unhappy face, he snapped, "Two or twenty, he''s a man. Son, stand up!"


    Reflexively, Gifford sprang up from the couch.


    "Ten-hut!"


    ir''s lips twitched at the scene.


    Gifford stood up straight, with his shoulders back, chest out, chin up, and arms at his sides; his big,


    bright eyes were directed straight ahead. He was the cutest little soldier she had ever seen.


    Wesley nodded in satisfaction. "Being my son, these are the basic things you need to know."


    ir felt it was necessary to talk to Wesley on how to bring up their son. "We need to talk."


    "Sure. I want to talk to you too." It was just that his topic might be a little different from hers. He called


    out to Cecelia, "Mom, watch Gifford for a while. ir and I need some privacy."


    Cecelia walked into the bedroom. "All right. Gifford,e here. Let''s go downstairs."


    As soon as Cecelia closed the door, Wesley kissed ir hungrily.


    When she broke the kiss and gasped for air, she pushed the man away before he could make the next


    move. "It''s daytime! What are you doing? I want to talk to you about our son."


    Wesley locked her in his arms once again. While exploring her body, he said in a hoarse voice, "Thank


    you, honey, for all the hard work you put in to look after our son. Next time he gets sick, just call Niles,


    or contact any of my friends." He began to undress her. ir knew his friends well.


    But, she didn''t want to bother them in the middle of the night.


    "That''s not what I wanted to talk about. I wanted to remind you that our son is just two years old…


    You…must…be gentle. You...are too strict on him. I feel sorry for our son," she said in between their


    passionate kisses.


    "He has shouldered his responsibility as a man ever since his birth. We need to start his education


    earlier." He pushed himself hard on her.


    "Maybe you''re right, but it''s still too early... Wesley, stop! Listen to me!"


    "You say what you want to say, and I''ll do what I want to do."


    ir was helpless in front of his insatiable lust. How could she continue speaking while he banged her


    like a hungry beast?


    After a long while, the heavy breathing subsided and ir kicked the man aside. He was obviously not


    satisfied yet. "Go and bathe!" she berated.


    Wesley simply tidied the bed and said, "Let''s bathe together. You are sweaty."


    He found any possible excuse to share more intimacy with his wife.


    Later that day, Wesley went downstairs while ir decided to rest for a while longer. Seeing his dad,


    Gifford ran towards him. "Daddy, can I go visit Uncle Talbot?"


    Talbot had settled down in A Country and was now working for Wesley.


    Gifford found a lot of interesting things in Talbot''s house when they had visited himst time; he had


    some rare weapons and other fancy equipment.


    Wesley had taken him to Talbot''s ce twice and each time, the little boy found it harder to leave. He


    was attracted to those "toys."


    "Not today. Uncle Talbot is busy. Tomorrow." Wesley grabbed the straps of the little boy''s overalls and


    was about to carry him in his hand like he usually did. But he remembered what ir had told him, and


    so, he bent down, scooped up the boy and carried him in his arms.


    Gifford was a bit disappointed that he couldn''t go today. Still, he nodded, "Okay."


    When ir woke up, she noticed that Wesley was still using the shaver which she had bought him


    many years ago. It was old, but he still kept it.


    She smiled helplessly, but was filled with delight. When she saw him downstairs, she said, "Honey, I


    want to treat you to a meal." ''And buy a new shaver too, '' she thought.


    Wesley threw her a suspicious nce. He said warily, "That''s strange. You have something else on


    your mind. What are you plotting?"


    She hit his shoulder angrily. "Forget it! I''m not buying you anything!"