Chapter 289: The Cunning Man
Nathan Fawcett watched Anne Sutton, seeing her trying to hide a smile. He said, "I’m thinking about who could take over Charles Prescott’s position."
Nathan Fawcett had his own business to attend to.
’Unless he just abandons the Linden Family!’
But that was impossible right now.
And he didn’t want to just casually hand over the Fawcett Group to someone else.
Charles Prescott was a very capable man.
Otherwise, Nathan Fawcett wouldn’t have considered leaving the Fawcett Group for him to manage in the first place.
Hearing this, Anne Sutton said, "You have a point. It is your dad’s company, after all!"
Charles Prescott cared deeply about the company.
With him there, the company would be fine. He would handle its affairs with his utmost effort.
But if it were given to someone else, nothing was certain.
Nathan Fawcett said, "Let’s talk about it later. Does the wound on your head still hurt?"
Anne Sutton said, "Don’t worry, I’m not that fragile."
Nathan Fawcett said, "You should rest well for a couple of days."
Anne Sutton said, "As for Ryan Linden, he’s not just going to let this go, is he? I don’t know if you owed him something in a past life or what. He made such a mess of things, and now he’s trying to pin it all on you."
Nathan Fawcett said, "It doesn’t matter. I don’t care. He can’t affect me."
’All he can do is try to drive a wedge between me and my mother.’
Luckily, Anne Sutton had recorded a video today, leaving him no room to argue. Otherwise, his mother would have only believed Ryan Linden, not him.
Anne Sutton looked at Nathan Fawcett and said, "Your mother is so strict with you."
When she saw someone slandering her own son, she didn’t even believe Nathan. Instead, she chose to believe someone else.
Hearing Anne Sutton’s words, Nathan Fawcett looked out the window. "It’s nothing. I’m used to it."
’Compared to before, his mother’s attitude now is actually much better.’
Anne Sutton leaned over and took Nathan Fawcett’s hand. ’Thank goodness you’re okay today!’
She had originally wanted to see if Lana Langley would tell the truth before showing the evidence directly. But it proved that someone like Lana Langley would never come to her senses, even if she were beaten to death by her husband. She would just keep protecting him no matter what.
...
When they returned home that evening, Anna Linden hadn’t come back yet. Nathan Fawcett told Anne Sutton to go rest first.
She was lying in bed when Nathan Fawcett brought in some food for her. Ian came over too, looked at Anne Sutton, and asked, "Mommy, are you sick?"
"No," Anne Sutton said. "I just bumped my head."
She felt there was no need to tell a child that Ryan Linden had pushed her.
Nathan Fawcett held the bowl and said to Anne Sutton, "Time to eat. I’ll feed you."
’It was always me who fed him. Him feeding me?’
’I can’t handle that!’
Anne Sutton looked at Nathan Fawcett and said, "No, it’s okay. I can do it myself."
She wasn’t used to being waited on like this.
Seeing her insist on eating by herself, Nathan Fawcett didn’t force her. He sat beside her, and when he noticed Anne Sutton wouldn’t even look at him, he said, "Am I that scary? You won’t even look at me."
Anne Sutton spared him a glance. "Of course not. You’re just too close. You’re blocking my air."
Ian walked over and said, "Mommy, let me feed you."
Anne Sutton looked at her sweet son and smiled. "No, it’s okay. I can eat by myself."
"Then I’ll eat by myself from now on too."
Adults are role models for children.
Ian wanted to copy everything he saw.
Nathan Fawcett said to Ian, "Why don’t you go take a bath and go to bed by yourself today? Your mommy is sick, and I need to take care of her."
Anne Sutton glanced at the man. "I’m the one who’s sick, not you. Can’t you go take care of him?"
"It’s okay, Mommy," Ian said. "Let Daddy take care of you. I can do it myself."
Nathan Fawcett said, "See? He’s fine. Nothing to worry about."
Anne Sutton looked at Nathan Fawcett. He was usually so attentive to Ian, insisting on handling everything related to him himself. But now, just because she was injured, he wasn’t even going to look after Ian?
’He’s deliberately acting so concerned about me. This man is so devious!’
Anne Sutton finished her meal under Nathan Fawcett’s watchful gaze.
She wasn’t used to being stared at like this, and it made her feel very uncomfortable.
After eating, she drank some soup and handed the bowl to Nathan Fawcett, who had someone take it away.
Anne Sutton lay back in bed and said to him, "I’m fine now. You should go do whatever you need to do."
Ian had already gone to take a bath.
Nathan Fawcett looked at Anne Sutton and asked, "Why did you provoke Ryan Linden today?"
Hearing his question, Anne Sutton looked at him and said, "How did I provoke him?"
Nathan Fawcett explained, "What I mean is, you could have just ignored whatever he was saying, and then he wouldn’t have hurt you. Someone like him will definitely hold a grudge against you. You’re a smart woman. You shouldn’t have been looking for trouble, right?"
Hearing Nathan Fawcett’s analysis, Anne Sutton felt a little awkward.
He had a point.
For someone as smart as her, getting involved in their business today was just asking for trouble. She could have just said nothing. After all, it had nothing to do with her; they were only slandering Nathan Fawcett.
But she...
Not only had she meddled, but she’d also gotten herself hurt!
Seeing Anne Sutton’s silence, Nathan Fawcett said, "So, you did it for me, didn’t you?"
Hearing his words, Anne Sutton glanced at him and quickly denied it, "No, you’re overthinking it!"
But her tone was a classic case of protesting too much, giving herself away.
Nathan Fawcett leaned in, resting his face on her shoulder. "Anne, don’t be so good to me."
Hearing his words, Anne Sutton said, "What, is it a bad thing for me to be good to you?"
Nathan Fawcett said, "You’re too good to me. I’m afraid I won’t be able to control myself."
Anne Sutton: "..."
’What???’
Nathan Fawcett said, "You’re so good to me. What if one day you don’t want to be with me anymore, and I can’t bear to let you go? What then? Don’t you dare hate me for it!"
’Once he committed, he would use any means necessary to keep her by his side.’
’Even if she was unwilling.’
It was precisely because he still held some resentment toward her before that he had managed to stay rational, even though he liked her a little.
But now, it seemed he was falling more and more for the woman in front of him.
Nathan Fawcett was afraid he was losing control.
Hearing his words, Anne Sutton looked at him, a warm feeling spreading through her heart.
She raised her hand and gently touched his ear.
Nathan Fawcett chuckled. "What are you doing?"
Anne Sutton looked at the man and said, "Weren’t you the one who said we’re a family?"
Nathan Fawcett looked at her, the corners of his mouth lifting into a smile. "Alright! A family it is!"
He liked this feeling.
...
The next morning, Anne Sutton sat up. Nathan Fawcett asked, "You’re not sleeping in?"
Anne Sutton said, "I have to go to work."
She had just finished speaking when he wrapped his arms around her from behind. "Just rest at home today. I’ll call in for you. I just need to tell my mom. She still has some say in matters at the hospital."
Anne Sutton said, "No, I’m going to work. I’m fine, it won’t affect anything. It’s just a small injury."
Nathan Fawcett said, "An injury is an injury, no matter how small."