Chapter 208: Have a Bold Idea 2
Caleb White walked over and extended a hand to Ian Monroe. "It’s a pleasure to meet you."
"You too, Doctor," Ian Monroe replied like a little adult, reaching out to shake Caleb White’s hand.
"Call him Uncle!" Evan Fairchild reminded him.
Caleb White glanced at Evan Fairchild.
’He’s so insistent on the form of address. It’s like... I’m sensing something here.’
When he first arrived and saw that his patient was Melody Monroe, a famous actress, he had assumed Evan Fairchild simply couldn’t resist a beautiful woman.
But the moment Ian Monroe appeared, he was no longer so sure of his assumption.
He sized up the man and the boy again, a bold idea forming in his mind.
Then again, he thought, it was probably impossible.
"Well, I’ll be taking my leave now."
After Caleb White left, the attendants also excused themselves.
Only three people remained in the room.
The sleeping Melody Monroe, and the father and son locked in a tense standoff.
Ignoring Ian Monroe’s protests, Evan Fairchild scooped Melody Monroe directly into his arms.
"Mr. Fairchild, put my mom down!" Ian Monroe was angry—furious!
But he was still so small; there was no way he could snatch his mom back from Mr. Fairchild!
Mr. Fairchild had just started to build a tiny bit of trust in his heart, and now it had vanished without a trace!
And his mom was suffering like this, all because of Mr. Fairchild!
"You can either be a good boy and sleep in this little bed tonight, or you can go back to Rockwellburg first thing in the morning. You choose!" Evan Fairchild tossed out the ultimatum, carrying her toward the large bed.
Ian Monroe felt so wronged! But he didn’t dare disobey Evan Fairchild.
"The three of us will sleep in the big bed together!" Ian Monroe chased after them.
That was his bottom line!
Evan Fairchild immediately pulled out his phone, ready to make a call.
"I’ll sleep there! I’ll sleep in the little bed tonight!" Ian Monroe said at once.
He had to bow to the inevitable!
"Can you take good care of Mom?" Ian Monroe was still worried.
"Of course I can!"
"Mom is only like this because of you! Why did you give her alcohol?"
Evan Fairchild: ’This little brat... is he ever going to stop?!’
"Go to bed, now!" Evan Fairchild decided to assert his paternal authority.
Even though he knew he was in the wrong, he had to deflate the little brat’s attitude.
Ian Monroe glanced at his mom, then turned away with extreme reluctance.
He muttered as he walked away, "There’s a good reason Mom doesn’t want to marry you."
Evan Fairchild felt a sharp pain in his chest, like he was having a heart attack.
Although he had gotten his wish and made Ian Monroe sleep in the small bed, he couldn’t relive the old dream.
The night finally fell silent...
...
When Melody Monroe woke up, her body felt like it had been taken apart and put back together again, every muscle aching!
Her mind was a complete fog; she couldn’t remember anything.
And a sharp pain was stabbing at her head!
She slapped her forehead forcefully, hoping to snap herself awake.
Suddenly, a hand grabbed her wrist, and a warm palm rested on her forehead.
It felt so comfortable that Melody Monroe greedily nuzzled against it.
"Your temperature is back to normal."
Evan Fairchild’s voice suddenly rang out, and Melody Monroe’s eyes flew open.
’Why didn’t I hear my alarm?’
"How are you feeling? Any better?" Evan Fairchild asked, sitting on the edge of the bed and looking at Melody Monroe.
The little red rash on her body had completely faded, but she still looked terribly pale.
Melody Monroe looked at Evan Fairchild in front of her, and some images suddenly flashed through her mind.
Yesterday, she’d had a little to drink with Evan Fairchild.
After that, he seemed very... you know... that thing... made Ian sleep in the small bed... and then...