One Night Surprise Chapter 15


    Chapter 15 He Was Probably Frightened


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    The person lying on the sickbed hadn’t regained consciousness when Alexander reached the hospital.


    As he walked in, he saw his dear son leaning on the edge of the bed in his pajamas without even


    changing his clothes.


    Alexander was astounded at the sight of the scene.


    “Jordan?”


    Jordan looked back upon hearing the noise. At the sight of Alexander, his expression rxed a little,


    and he held up the paintings in his hand.


    These were crayon paintings that Jordan often made. He couldn’t speak and had a limited vocabry,


    so there were many instances where he needed to expressplicated messages through his


    drawings.


    The first painting showed ady feeding a kid, whose happiness was evident from the smile on his


    face.


    The second painting showed ady holding the kid’s hand as they were about to go outdoors happily. A


    castle in an amusement park was drawn inside a cloud-shaped circle next to their heads.


    The third painting illustrated a golden chandelier which had dropped from the ceiling and smashed into


    the floor. Thedy was holding the kid to her bosom, and her hand was bleeding under the chandelier.


    “Uh…” Jordan dragged Alexander to the bedside. Then, he pointed at thedy on the sickbed and the


    lady he had drawn to imply that they were the same person.


    Alexander hesitantly looked at the person on the sickbed, but his expression froze at the sight of the


    pale face.


    It’s her? This woman had the courage to risk her life and save Jordan!


    The look on Alexander’s face grew a bit moreplicated as he recalled his bad attitude toward her


    previously.


    Jordan looked as though he wanted to convey something else, but his face turned pale at the sight of


    Britney as she walked in after Alexander. He broke free from Alexander’s hand and cowered near the


    hospital bed.


    “What’s wrong, Jordan?” Not noticing the peculiar look in Jordan’s eyes, Alexander thought that Jordan


    was putting the me on him—after all, he ended up in the ident only because his father hadn’t


    taken him to the amusement park. Alexander softened his voice a little and said, “I’m sorry for what


    happened today. I’ll be sure to keep my promise next time, alright?”


    Nheless, Jordan still looked hesitant and refused to approach Alexander.


    Feeling helpless, Alexander turned around and called the mansion’s butler, who had been standing


    outside the door the whole time. “Mr. Harry, please take Jordan home first. It’s alreadyte, so he


    should get some rest.”


    However, Jordan kept shaking his head and clutched the sickbed’s bed sheets, refusing to let go of


    them.


    Alexander was puzzled at the sight of the scene. “What’s wrong with you, Jordan?”


    “Let me do it—perhaps he’s quite shaken up from today,” said Britney as she spoke from behind him.


    She crouched down and stroked Jordan’s head. “Would you like to have dinner with me, Jordan?”


    Jordan trembled, and his eyes were full of fear. Running away from Britney at once, he hid behind


    Alexander and clutched thetter’s pants.


    “He’s probably traumatized from the incident,” exined Britney calmly. Then, she continued with a


    sigh, “Alex, why don’t you leave the matters at the hospital to the butler while you and I take Jordan


    back first? It’s toote, so the kid should get some rest.”


    Alexander hesitated before taking a look at Courtney, who was still lying unconsciously on the sickbed.


    Before he left, he instructed the others and said, “Tell the hospital to take good care of her.”


    Back at home, Alexander didn’t walk out of the bedroom until the nanny had coaxed Jordan into sleep.


    It was apparent from the trace of steeliness in his eyes that his mind was still preupied with what


    had happened during the day.


    Meanwhile, Britney was still in the living room. “Has he fallen asleep yet?”


    “Yeah.” Alexander nodded. He then nced at the time and said curtly, “It’ste. I’ll get the chauffeur to


    send you home.”


    “It’s alright. My chauffeur will pick me up in a while.” Britney nced at the bedroom on the second


    floor. “It’s just that it’s improper to have Jordan follow you around when he’s so little; just look at the


    heart-stopping ident today. Grandpa is right—you should find a person to take care of him.”


    Alexander nced at her, seeming as though he was considering this suggestion seriously.