Marry Ex's Uncle After Divorcement

Marry Ex’s Uncle After Divorcement By Jacqueline Chapter 230

Cristina stroked Ben’s hair. “I’ll be off now. I promise I will come to see you.

Ben nodded and offered like an adult, “Let me see you off.”

Mrs. Calsis began to worry Cristina would take the kid away with her, and thus followed them outside.

Cristina told Ben to stop at the gate and Ben obeyed. Mrs. Calsis was a little surprised to see that. How come

Ben was so placid now while he even threatened with a “hunger strike” in the morning? They boys really

placed more weight on Theresa than Cristina? Mrs. Calsis thus asked Ben, “Do you prefer your mother or

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Ben paused before he answered, “Of course my mother.” I loved my mother Theresa, the kid thought, and what

a silly question and a stupid grandma it was!

Mrs. Calsis gazed along the direction of Cristina, and then urged the kids to take a nap. It was time for them to have a rest after lunch, and the boys just went upstairs with Mrs. Calsis.

Theresa was treating Charlie’s legs with acupuncture in his room. Feeling it too sultry there, Theresa reached

for the remote control of the air conditioner to turn it cooler before she went back to Charlie.

Watching her coming back, Charlie just felt her eyes were flashing with light. He even began to find her more.

and more gook-looking somehow recently.

His stare made her embarrassed. “Why are you gazing at me?” She then suggested, “Would you like to try to stand up later?”

Charlie’s face darkened. Her words just got the self-abased and timid resentment hidden in the bottom of his heart to outburst. “It’s impossible!” roared him.

“Why do you think the effort is doomed if you don’t even have a try?” persuaded Theresa.

“I just can’t make it!” bellowed he. In fact, Charlie had tried to stand up at first as he was not willing to accept the fate with resignation. Yet failure of thumping onto the ground only beat him time and time again till he totally lost heart. And now, he only considered Theresa’s encouragement a sort of jeer, as he believed there

was no hope for him at all.

Theresa took the medicine equipment away after a while.

Putting on his pants, Charlie said thank to her, though with a rigid and aloof tone, as her words had made him quite uneasy now.

Yet Theresa wouldn’t give up, “Just have a try. I’ll be holding you.”

“No, I can’t do it.” Charlie rejected flatly.

“Come on!” Theresa even began to coax him. She really thought it necessary for such patients like him to

exercise their body, especially when she did feel the condition his legs were getting better after the treatment recently.

“I’ve got some business to do this afternoon. I should go for it now.” Charlie grasped an excuse. Yet Theresa had put the equipment down and went up to him, “Let me hold you. Just give it a shot!” “No!” He pushed her hand away bluntly.