Chapter 646


    Chapter 646 Does He Care?


    A somewhat uneasy look formed on Kaiden’s face, and Nichs no longer said anything after that. He


    stood around for a while and stood up to leave when he saw the sky turning dark. Gregory was home


    alone, after all. “You guys can stay here and take care of her. Call me if anything happens.”


    “President Sawyer.” Kaiden stopped Nichs when he saw that Nichs was about to leave. “Is


    anything else the matter?” Nichs turned to look at the other man with a nk look in his eyes.


    “…Aren’t you going to stay? Jan’s still unconscious.” Kaiden nced at the woman on the bed as he


    spoke.


    Nichs didn’t realize Kaiden’s subtle actions—he simply found Kaiden’s statement rather odd. “It’s


    just a fever. I don’t think she needs me here, does she?” Kaiden was speechless after that. It’s true—


    Jan and President Sawyer aren’t rted to each other. He’s already showing kindness bying over.


    I have no reason to keep him here. In the end, he could only watch as Nichs walked out.


    J opened her eyes a while after he left. She hadn’t slept earlier—she had just pretended to be


    unconscious. She thought that Nichs would pity her a little more if she did so. However, she hadn’t


    expected him to leave just like that. She noticed how Kaiden seemed like he had something to say, so


    she used her hunger as an excuse to send Sally out of the room. Once it was just the both of them,


    J spoke up.


    “What do you want to say?” J asked as she rested her body against the headboard. She looked


    really disappointed. “Is all of this worth it, Jan?” Kaiden asked with a frown.


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    “You don’t need to care if it’s worth it or not. I don’t need your opinion on this!” J gave Kaiden a


    warning re. All she wanted to know then was the reason Nichs was so cold to her. Unfortunately,


    she had no idea what he was thinking.


    From Nichs’ perspective, he figured that J would be able to handle a simple fever or flu on her


    own if Tessa could do it on her own in a different country. Furthermore, since he couldn’t apany


    Tessa, he figured that J would have no right to expect him to stay by her side.


    After he got home, Nichs had dinner with Gregory before he spent some time revising Gregory’s


    homework with him. Once they were done with this, Gregory clung to Nichs’ arm while whining. “I


    miss Miss Tessa, Daddy. Why don’t we call her?” Of course, Nichs had no reason to reject this idea


    since he also missed her.


    On the other end of the world, Tessa had just woken up and finished cleaning herself up. She was


    pleased when she received Nichs’ call as it was still early, and she had some spare time before she


    had to head to the orchestra. “I’ve already learned the music sheet that you designed for me, Miss


    Tessa. I’ll y the songs for you now.” Gregory lifted the violin and began ying it like he was on


    stage.


    Tessa listened to the child’s music attentively, and there were times when she couldn’t even point out a


    single w in the young boy’s ying. On the other hand, Nichs felt really calm andfortable


    when he heard the woman’s gentle voiceing from the phone. There was a tender and loving gaze


    in his eyes as he watched the woman teach the boy some tips on ying. Later, when it was time for


    Tessa to head to the orchestra, they ended the call unwillingly.


    After Gregory ced the phone down, he rested his chin on his palms while speaking in a gloomy tone.


    “I wish time could pass a little faster. That way, I’d be able to see Miss Tessa a little sooner.” Nichs


    chuckled when patting the back of the boy’s head. “Alright. It’s time to sleep,” he uttered in a gentle


    voice. The boy nodded and followed his father over to brush his teeth.


    …


    Nichs had breakfast with Gregory the following day before he prepared to head out to the office.


    However, before going there, he visited the hospital first. J was already up by the time he reached.


    The grim look on her face was reced by a wide grin when she saw the handsome man striding into


    his office. “You’re here, Nichs.”


    He nodded calmly. “How are you feeling?” he asked out of courtesy. “I’m okay. The fever went down,”


    she replied. The grin on her face was as bright as the sun when she heard the man caring for her.


    Does this mean that Nichs actually cares about me? Otherwise, why would he wake up early in the


    morning just to see me?