Harry exined, "Dad, before anything else, I want to ask about your health first. Are you feeling better now? I wanted to call you earlier, but I was afraid of disturbing your rest. I kept asking Uncle Cormac, and he said you were doing better. Is


    that true?"


    "It''s true," ric said, lying in bed. Gtea was sitting beside him, peeling an apple. The two seemed like an old married couple.


    "Daddy''s fine now, so you don''t need to worry. Now, tell me, did something upset you?"


    ric had never heard Caspian speak in such a manner before, so he must be upset.


    "It''s Grandma," Harry said, sounding particrly sad. "The day she returned, I returned from school and told her I was hungry, but then she was furious and said I didn''t know the rules. I was quiet today, but she suddenly started yelling and calling me a bastard. I really don''t know what I did wrong. Why does she dislike me so much?"


    "A bastard?" ric''s heart tightened when he heard this word. "Did she really say that?"


    "Although not very loudly, I''m sure I didn''t mishear. Moreover, she even wanted to hit me. The household staff aunties can testify for me!"


    "Okay, I understand, Caspian. Don''t worry; this won''t happen again. Don''t take it to heart."


    "After talking to Daddy, I feel much better now. I was so sad just now."


    "Good boy. Daddy will be discharged from the hospital soon, so can you wait for me toe home?"


    "Okay!" Harry said obediently. "Take good care of yourself ande home soon. I love you."


    After saying that, he kissed ric through the phone, with ric returning the kiss before hanging up. "Your son called?" Gtea handed the sliced apple to ric and asked.


    "Yes."


    "Did his grandmother scold him?"


    "It''s not as simple as that."


    "A bastard? Is that what she called him earlier?" Gtea asked.


    ric nodded.


    "Did his grandmother say that? That can''t be true. Older generations are usually more affectionate toward their grandchildren, and your mom should treat your son even better than you." she said.


    "But the fact is quite the opposite. She has never liked Caspian since he was young, but I don''t know why. The only person she cares about in this world is me. Besides me, she can be cold and even heartless to anyone else." Originally, when Gtea heard them talking about how strict and fierce ric''s mother was, she didn''t think much of it. But now that ric also said so, she couldn''t help but feel a kind of fear deep down.


    Could there really be such a terrifying olddy in this world? Was she scarier than her former mother-inw, Mrs. Marigold?


    Mrs. Marigold was truly authoritative and decisive in her actions. Once the DNA test results came out, she didn''t even listen to Gtea''s exnation, as if she made a big mistake.


    Thinking of that face, Gtea shuddered. She quickly stopped her thoughts and returned to the present.


    "Your son is so pitiful. Neither his grandmother nor his mother loves him; it must be heartbreaking."


    Thinking back to before, ric even med Caspian for not epting Orion. From his perspective now, these people didn''t love him, so why should he?


    A child whose own grandmother and mother hated was indeed pitiful and heartbreaking.


    No wonder Caspian wanted to call Gtea ''Mommy'' after meeting her only once; it was because of the love and tenderness she showed him.


    "In a few days, I''ll take you to meet Caspian. You''ll definitely be shocked when you see him." ric said.


    Gtea will definitely be shocked when she sees his son, as both their sons looked almost identical. He couldn''t wait to see her reaction.


    She found his words quite funny and asked, "I''ve seen children before, so why would I be scared of seeing your son?"


    ricughed and teased her, "Because he takes after me, so he''s handsome."


    She was speechless. "ric, how did you be like this after getting sick this time? Stop talking and eat your apple."


    He smiled and started eating the apple. Whether it was just a psychological effect or not, he found it really sweet.


    Just then, there was a knock on the door outside the ward.


    Gtea turned her head, surprised to see that it was Ambrose. In truth, thetter had already arrived earlier and heard their conversation.


    It was like love was in the air, and he just couldn''t understand.


    How could Gtea, such a proud princess, forgive ric so easily after he made her cry?


    Meanwhile, ric also didn''t expect Ambrose''s visit. Although his lie about the business trip had been exposed, it shouldn''t have reached Ambrose''s ears so quickly. "Mr. ric, I heard you were unwell and got hospitalized, so I came to visit," Ambrose said, carefully cing supplements and a fruit basket on the coffee table. It was an awkward scene again. Gtea looked at ric, and this time, his eyes were firm, indicating he neither panicked nor avoided them.


    With his reassuring gaze, she felt more at ease. After all, Ambrose wouldn''t dare acknowledge her now, so she pretended not to know him.


    ric said, "CEO Ambrose, you have quite a knack for getting information. I didn''t publicize it since I didn''t want to cause trouble, but I didn''t expect you to find out."


    "I understand your thoughts, Mr. ric. Don''t worry, I didn''t publicize it either," Ambrose feigned concern while asking, "How are you now?"


    "It''s not a big deal," Gtea replied, "He has been overworking himself recently and asionally experiences dizziness. I was worried, so I forced him to stay in the hospital. Otherwise, he''d never take a break." "Yes, a wife who is a doctor has its pros and cons. The good thing is that she can take care of your health, but the bad thing is that she overreacts when you have minor difort," ric said.


    "I''m not overreacting; I just care about you. You don''t appreciate the good things in life. If it were someone else, I wouldn''t have bothered," Gtea replied.


    "Yes, thank you, Darling," ric said.


    Ambrose was annoyed by their deliberate disy of affection. What''s most disgusting was that he couldn''t show it and had to say insincere words.


    "Mr. ric and Mrs. Knight''s rtionship is really good," he said.


    "Well, of course. After finding a good wife like Gtea, it''d be a disaster if I don''t treasure her," ric replied.


    "Alright, enough with the wisecracks. We have guests here," Gtea pretended to be coy and said.


    Ambrose was exasperate. Should he even stay here any longer?


    "Now that Mr. ric''s fine, I can rest assured. I won''t third wheel here any longer, so I bid you farewell," he said. "Alright, thanks for your visit," she replied.


    Ambrose left the ward by himself. Once outside, he clenched his fists. ''Damn it! ric, I''ll never let you have Sten!''