Falling For My Ex's Uncle - Chapter 323: Chapter 323
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Just as I was feeling a little embarrassed by Zachary's question and didn't know what to say, the servant beside me hurriedly squatted down and looked at Zachary gently. She said softly, "Mr. Parks, how can your mother not want you? What did she say to you when she sent you here?"
Zachary's little face was full of seriousness. He frowned slightly as if he was trying hard to recall. After a while, he replied in a childish voice, "Mom said that she wants to work and earn money. When she has money, she'll bring me to the amusement park and buy me many, many toys."
"What else?" The servant guided him patiently, her gaze never leaving Zachary.
"Mommy told me to listen to Daddy. She will definitely come and pick me up." As Zachary spoke, he pursed his lips and lowered his head sadly. His small hands tugged at the corner of his shirt uneasily.
After hesitating for a moment, he raised his head. His eyes were wet as he took my hand. That small hand was soft.
As if he had experienced a fierce struggle in his heart, he said, "Laurel, I don't want toys anymore. I only want my mother."
The middle-aged woman's eyes were filled with heartache. She reached out and gently stroked his head. "Mr. Parks, your mother is going to work. She will come and pick you up after work. You don't want toys, but you still need a lot of other things that she needs to spend money on, right?"
Zachary tilted his head and thought about it seriously. Then, he nodded, looking extremely obedient.
"Now Mommy has gone to earn money. When she earns enough money, she will come and pick you up. At that time, not only will you have Mommy, but you will also have Daddy and your sister."
"Really? Will Mom really come and pick me up?" Zachary blinked his big eyes. His eyes were filled with anticipation, but there was a hint of doubt.
The middle-aged woman smiled and nodded, but I clearly saw the helplessness in the depths of her eyes.
Actually, she didn't know if Zachary's mother would really come to pick him up.
After staying in the Parks family for a long time, she could more or less guess that a woman who could send her child to the Parks family would probably not have the chance to take her son away again.
"Miss Parks, I... I overslept." At this moment, Sophina ran over while panting.
Her face was filled with frustration, and her face was slightly red. Her hair was a little messy. "Why didn't you ask anyone to call me?"
Seeing her like this, I couldn't help but laugh and tease, "You've been too tired from taking care of me recently, so I didn't ask anyone to call you."
Then, I asked the butler to find a driver to send us to the mall. After a while, a man walked over. He was tall and sturdy, and he looked to be in his late twenties.
Although he was wearing a driver's uniform, the aura he exuded was not ordinary. Every move he made was agile, and it was obvious that he was not an ordinary driver.
After getting into the car, my lips curled up slightly, and a meaningful smile appeared on my face.
Initially, I thought that the Parks family was under Melody's control. However, after observing it, I realized that Maddox was the one controlling the situation from behind the scenes.
Take the butler for example. He was hired by Melody, but he was actually Maddox's trusted aide.
Otherwise, he would not arrange for such an extraordinary person to be my driver.
The five of us shopped in the mall for the entire morning. When it was almost noon, I chose a restaurant that looked quite pleasing to the eye and planned to go in for lunch.
Just as I stepped into the restaurant, I suddenly stopped in my tracks. My gaze landed on a familiar figure in the corner.
Alex, who was sitting in a wheelchair, was sitting opposite Bailee and eating leisurely.
Their intimate actions and jovial conversation had already exceeded the boundaries of an ordinary relationship.
My heart sank. I thought that he had already returned to Westbrook. I didn't expect to bump into him there.
Yesterday, he told me that he was so busy that he didn't even have time to eat. Now, he had the time to eat leisurely with another woman.
My heart ached. I was about to turn around and change to another restaurant when Bailee's sharp eyes saw me.
She stood up elegantly and strode over to me. She smiled and said, "Mrs. Herrera, are you here to eat too?"
I forced a smile onto my face and nodded stiffly, but my nails dug into my palms unconsciously. The sharp pain woke me up a little. Bailee then took out a black card from her bag.
The manager, who had just said that there were no seats, seemed to have changed his expression in an instant. His face was filled with a flattering smile as he nodded and bowed to arrange for us to enter the private room.
When Susan Garcia and Drew Winston saw this, they stood rooted to the ground with hesitation on their faces. They were unwilling to follow.
I asked, "Why aren't you going in? As Alex's nurse, isn't Miss Foster eating at the same table as my husband?"
As soon as these words were spoken, the surrounding air seemed to freeze. Everyone looked at each other with different emotions in their eyes.
I coughed lightly and realized that I had lost my composure. I quickly tried to smooth things over. "What I mean is that my husband doesn't treat Miss Foster as an outsider. Similarly, I don't treat you as an outsider either. Let's go!"
As soon as I finished speaking, Susan and Drew looked at each other helplessly. They had no choice but to brace themselves and walk in.
If they still insisted on not entering, they felt that it would be equivalent to confirming that Alex and Bailee's relationship was shady. And they had also become accomplices to watching me make a fool of myself.
When Alex saw me enter, his lips moved as if he wanted to explain, but I beat him to it. I glanced at his face coldly with a hint of stubbornness and unwillingness. "Hubby, take your time to eat with Miss Foster. Remember to help us settle the bill before you leave."
With that, I led them to the private room without looking back. Entering the private room, I slowly sat down and took a deep breath, trying to calm the waves in my heart.
Zachary seemed to sense that something was wrong with me. He grabbed the corner of my shirt tightly and asked softly, "What's wrong?"
I looked down at his worried little face and forced a smile. "I am fine. You must be hungry. Let's eat."
Susan and Sophina tacitly did not ask further. They tacitly picked up the menu and began to discuss what to order.
I sat there, my thoughts drifting away. Images of Alex and Bailee together kept appearing in my mind. The intimate scene between the two of them pierced my heart.
I put away my thoughts and tried to look normal. I discussed with everyone and ordered a few dishes.
Finally, the dishes were served one by one. The steaming dishes emitted an alluring fragrance, but I didn't have much of an appetite.
Halfway through the meal, the door of the private room was suddenly opened again. Alex actually ignored everyone's surprised gazes and entered in a wheelchair.
Zachary's little face was full of seriousness. He frowned slightly as if he was trying hard to recall. After a while, he replied in a childish voice, "Mom said that she wants to work and earn money. When she has money, she'll bring me to the amusement park and buy me many, many toys."
"What else?" The servant guided him patiently, her gaze never leaving Zachary.
"Mommy told me to listen to Daddy. She will definitely come and pick me up." As Zachary spoke, he pursed his lips and lowered his head sadly. His small hands tugged at the corner of his shirt uneasily.
After hesitating for a moment, he raised his head. His eyes were wet as he took my hand. That small hand was soft.
As if he had experienced a fierce struggle in his heart, he said, "Laurel, I don't want toys anymore. I only want my mother."
The middle-aged woman's eyes were filled with heartache. She reached out and gently stroked his head. "Mr. Parks, your mother is going to work. She will come and pick you up after work. You don't want toys, but you still need a lot of other things that she needs to spend money on, right?"
Zachary tilted his head and thought about it seriously. Then, he nodded, looking extremely obedient.
"Now Mommy has gone to earn money. When she earns enough money, she will come and pick you up. At that time, not only will you have Mommy, but you will also have Daddy and your sister."
"Really? Will Mom really come and pick me up?" Zachary blinked his big eyes. His eyes were filled with anticipation, but there was a hint of doubt.
The middle-aged woman smiled and nodded, but I clearly saw the helplessness in the depths of her eyes.
Actually, she didn't know if Zachary's mother would really come to pick him up.
After staying in the Parks family for a long time, she could more or less guess that a woman who could send her child to the Parks family would probably not have the chance to take her son away again.
"Miss Parks, I... I overslept." At this moment, Sophina ran over while panting.
Her face was filled with frustration, and her face was slightly red. Her hair was a little messy. "Why didn't you ask anyone to call me?"
Seeing her like this, I couldn't help but laugh and tease, "You've been too tired from taking care of me recently, so I didn't ask anyone to call you."
Then, I asked the butler to find a driver to send us to the mall. After a while, a man walked over. He was tall and sturdy, and he looked to be in his late twenties.
Although he was wearing a driver's uniform, the aura he exuded was not ordinary. Every move he made was agile, and it was obvious that he was not an ordinary driver.
After getting into the car, my lips curled up slightly, and a meaningful smile appeared on my face.
Initially, I thought that the Parks family was under Melody's control. However, after observing it, I realized that Maddox was the one controlling the situation from behind the scenes.
Take the butler for example. He was hired by Melody, but he was actually Maddox's trusted aide.
Otherwise, he would not arrange for such an extraordinary person to be my driver.
The five of us shopped in the mall for the entire morning. When it was almost noon, I chose a restaurant that looked quite pleasing to the eye and planned to go in for lunch.
Just as I stepped into the restaurant, I suddenly stopped in my tracks. My gaze landed on a familiar figure in the corner.
Alex, who was sitting in a wheelchair, was sitting opposite Bailee and eating leisurely.
Their intimate actions and jovial conversation had already exceeded the boundaries of an ordinary relationship.
My heart sank. I thought that he had already returned to Westbrook. I didn't expect to bump into him there.
Yesterday, he told me that he was so busy that he didn't even have time to eat. Now, he had the time to eat leisurely with another woman.
My heart ached. I was about to turn around and change to another restaurant when Bailee's sharp eyes saw me.
She stood up elegantly and strode over to me. She smiled and said, "Mrs. Herrera, are you here to eat too?"
I forced a smile onto my face and nodded stiffly, but my nails dug into my palms unconsciously. The sharp pain woke me up a little. Bailee then took out a black card from her bag.
The manager, who had just said that there were no seats, seemed to have changed his expression in an instant. His face was filled with a flattering smile as he nodded and bowed to arrange for us to enter the private room.
When Susan Garcia and Drew Winston saw this, they stood rooted to the ground with hesitation on their faces. They were unwilling to follow.
I asked, "Why aren't you going in? As Alex's nurse, isn't Miss Foster eating at the same table as my husband?"
As soon as these words were spoken, the surrounding air seemed to freeze. Everyone looked at each other with different emotions in their eyes.
I coughed lightly and realized that I had lost my composure. I quickly tried to smooth things over. "What I mean is that my husband doesn't treat Miss Foster as an outsider. Similarly, I don't treat you as an outsider either. Let's go!"
As soon as I finished speaking, Susan and Drew looked at each other helplessly. They had no choice but to brace themselves and walk in.
If they still insisted on not entering, they felt that it would be equivalent to confirming that Alex and Bailee's relationship was shady. And they had also become accomplices to watching me make a fool of myself.
When Alex saw me enter, his lips moved as if he wanted to explain, but I beat him to it. I glanced at his face coldly with a hint of stubbornness and unwillingness. "Hubby, take your time to eat with Miss Foster. Remember to help us settle the bill before you leave."
With that, I led them to the private room without looking back. Entering the private room, I slowly sat down and took a deep breath, trying to calm the waves in my heart.
Zachary seemed to sense that something was wrong with me. He grabbed the corner of my shirt tightly and asked softly, "What's wrong?"
I looked down at his worried little face and forced a smile. "I am fine. You must be hungry. Let's eat."
Susan and Sophina tacitly did not ask further. They tacitly picked up the menu and began to discuss what to order.
I sat there, my thoughts drifting away. Images of Alex and Bailee together kept appearing in my mind. The intimate scene between the two of them pierced my heart.
I put away my thoughts and tried to look normal. I discussed with everyone and ordered a few dishes.
Finally, the dishes were served one by one. The steaming dishes emitted an alluring fragrance, but I didn't have much of an appetite.
Halfway through the meal, the door of the private room was suddenly opened again. Alex actually ignored everyone's surprised gazes and entered in a wheelchair.
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