Chapter 91
“Eat, cat, cat, that’s all you know how to do! Such a waste!”
Sonia glared at him, unleashing all the suppressed anger on him.
Brenden lowered his head, fell silent, obviously long accustomed to it.
Sonia wanted to continue venting her anger, but suddenly thought of something and stared at Brenden, her whole body instantly calming down.
She walked up to Brenden, crouched down, caressed his little face, and whispered, “Brenden, Mommy was too angry just now, you weren’t scared by Mommy, were you?”
“I’m fine, Mom,” Brenden shook his head.
“That’s good.” Sonia’s eyes darkened gradually. “Brenden, can you do me a small favor and help Mommy? You don’t want to see your daddy being taken away by that bad auntie, do you?”
Upon hearing this, Brenden was stunned.
The small face was filled with unwillingness.
He really liked Dwayne, and Dwayne was really nice to him. He also wanted Dwayne to be his dad!
Seeing the worry on the child’s face, Sonia’s eyes flashed with a hint of determination.
In the afternoon, Dorothy visited the patients in the ward and gave some instructions to the patients‘ families before leaving
the ward with two interns.
In the corridor, she turned and reminded, “Bed 13 is a stroke patient. Please pay extra attention to monitoring his temperature and blood pressure during rounds, and deal with any abnormalities promptly.”
Two knowledgeable doctors nodded, “Understood.”
After the two of them left, Dorothy was just about to return to the ward when she heard a man’s voice behind her, filled with anger, saying, “Dorothy!”
She turned around and Dwayne was striding towards her, his expression dark and inscrutable.
Before she could react, Dwayne raised his hand.
“Snap.”
A slap across her ear, although not too heavy, was enough to make her heart completely cold.
She turned her head slowly towards him, with a mixture of surprise in her eyes, followed by disappointment, and finally a calmness that came after the disappointment, without any ripples.
Dwayne twitched his jaw, his eyes dark and filled with a barely perceptible hint of restraint. “Dorothy, you must be crazy.
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Chapter 91
How could you even lay a hand on a child?”
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