Chapter 643:
“Of course not!”
I pursed my lips and smiled, then explained, “You are the father of my son and daughter.”
This was indeed the case. He was the father of the children, so I hoped he would be healthy and happy so that the children could receive the best care and love. I had been thinking this way for the past few days.
“Be careful on your way,” Herbert said after a moment of silence.
“Thank you.”
I turned and left the ward. Closing the door behind me, I saw Connor still waiting outside.
“Connor, go in and take care of him,” I instructed.
“Call me if anything happens.”
“Alright.”
Connor nodded.
I walked towards the elevator with tired steps.
Under the dim light of the wall lamp, I glanced at Lucas and Lucky, who were both asleep. I couldn’t fall asleep for a long time.
So much had happened today. Hank had withdrawn his divorce request, Betty and Anne had been brought back, Ryan had been driven out of the house by my mother, and Herbert had been seriously injured while saving Betty and Anne. It seemed like Herbert and I shared similar feelings again.
The next morning, I carried Lucky in my arms and held a thermos in my hand. Lucas held onto my clothes and pushed open the door to Herbert’s ward.
“Dad!”
Lucas ran into the room and rushed to Herbert’s hospital bed.
“My dear son.”
A smile immediately appeared on Herbert’s face. As I stepped into the ward, I suddenly noticed a fashionable girl standing in front of the hospital bed, holding a bouquet of flowers. She was obviously there to visit Herbert. Though she had her back to me and I couldn’t clearly see her face, I could still make out her tall figure. She had curly hair and was wearing a white professional suit, with pearl-colored high heels that made her appear even taller.
There was a guest visiting. I hesitated for a moment, unsure if I should go in now.
At that moment, Lucas looked up at the fashionable girl and, grabbing Herbert’s hand, asked while shaking it, “Daddy, who is this beautiful woman?”
Herbert had already noticed me standing at the door. He turned his gaze to Lucas’s innocent little face and answered, “She’s a work friend.”
His answer was very skillful. He said that she was a work friend, implying that they were just discussing business and had no personal relationship.
Upon hearing this introduction, the fashionable girl seemed a little embarrassed. She looked at Lucas and asked, “Mr. Wharton, is this kid your son?”
“Don’t we look alike? This is one of the best works of my life,” Herbert said with a smile.
Bella’s POV:
