The person you thank isn’t me, but the one who has been working hard behind the scenes for Nigel…”
He was about to mention Brettley, but suddenly remembered Brettley’s request, so he hurriedly changed the subject. “The one you should thank is yourself, you have been working hard for Nigel all this time. In the next few days, please take good care of Nigel.”
With that, the doctor left in a hurry, afraid that any secrets would slip out of his lips if he stayed any longer.
Later, the assistant surgeon pushed Nigel out of the operating theatre.
The little guy lay on the hospital bed, even though his complexion remained pale, but there was a hint of color to his cheeks.
Bethan and Anne pushed Nigel back to his room excitedly.
Soon, the effect of the anesthesia wore off and the little guy’s eyelids fluttered open.
“Water…”
Bethan hurriedly passed him the cup of water that she prepared beforehand. Unexpectedly, the little guy downed the water in one gulp.
“More.”
“Mommy will get you some! “
With that, Bethan took the glass and left.
By the time she returned, she finally saw the man whom she had been waiting for the who le day. He stood in front of Nigel’s ward, his presence long overdue.
The sounds of Nigel, Nellie, and Anne’s laughter drifted out from within the room. He stood at the entrance, at an angle where they could not see him, and watched them quietly.
If this scene happened before Nigel’s surgery, Bethan would be moved, she would think that there was still a place for Nigel in this man’s heart.
But it was already nighttime. Nigel’s surgery had been completed successfully. Just now when Anne saw him, he was still coaxing Fiona to sleep. Coming here now… He must have successfully coaxed her to sleep, and only came after.
Bethan found it ironic. Why was she so blindly in love with him back then?
At that moment, he turned and saw Bethan who stood in her spot, holding a full glass of water.
Their eyes met, there was a hint of panic in his eyes.
“Mr. Morrison, you’re leaving so soon? You just saw them for a short while?”
Bethan looked at him, her smile bright and gentle. “Why don’t you stay? Nigel has been waiting for you for a long time.”
He narrowed his eyes slightly. “I’m busy today.”
He had been busy with Fiona’s operation since early in the morning. Even though Fiona’s operation did not take as long as Nigel’s, it was equally risky. She did not have any other relatives, so he could only listen to the doctors’ conversation through the CCTV camera to observe Nigel’s operation, and take care of Fiona at the same time.
After the operation, Fiona forbade him from taking a single step away from her, complaining of pain and aches all over her body.
Brettley knew that her pain was feigned, she just did not want him to leave and come here to visit Nigel. He swallowed it all down and did as she asked.
After all, this woman donated her bone marrow to Nigel. He owed him a favor, one that was tied to his son’s life. That’s why no matter what Fiona did, he would not complain at all.
But even so, throughout the day, not for a single moment did he forget about Nigel’s operation. Only when Nigel’s operation had ended successfully did he lay down his worries, and coaxed Fiona to sleep. Only then did he finally have the time to come and visit Nigel.
Bethan obviously did not know what he had been up to the whole day. She only knew that even though Fiona had undergone an operation too, it was not a life-threatening one like Nigel’s. But still, he stayed by her side the whole day.
She raised her lips in a sneer. “You’ve had a busy day indeed. Your hands were so full with Ms. Blake’s operation that you did not even have time for us.
Since you’re so busy, maybe you shouldn’t come in the future.”
As she spoke, she lifted her eyebrows in a challenge. “Yesterday you even told me that useless old documents should be thrown away, have you forgotten what you said yourself? Since you decided to throw them away, please don’t put up a front anymore.”
Brettley’s eyes narrowed slightly at her words. He looked at her and was just about to say something when the door to the ward opened from the inside.
It was Nellie who opened the door. She looked at her parents standing outside with wide eyes. “Mommy, Daddy?”
A hint of excitement and happiness appeared in the little girl’s eyes.
“Daddy, are you here to visit Nigel?”
The little girl turned and shouted into the room, “Nigel, Daddy is here to visit you! “
With that, she reached out and grabbed Brettley’s sleeve. “Daddy, come in! “
Brettley frowned and glanced at Bethan, then allowed himself to be dragged into the room by Nellie.
Bethan stood in her spot, noticed the light that appeared in her children’s eyes as they looked at their father, and her heart twisted in pain.
The children were smart and sensible, always telling her that they did not care. But their eyes were honest. Which child would not want his Daddy and Mommy to stay by his side and love him?
But her children’s father…
She sniffed, held her tears in her eyes, and headed into the ward.
“Nigel, I told you! I told you Daddy will definitely come to visit you! “
Nellie yelled excitedly as she pulled Brettley into the room.
At the side of the room, Anne looked at Nellie and widened her eyes in shock. Since Nellie was diagnosed with autism, she rarely spoke unprompted. Sometimes, when others talked to her, she would even keep quiet and refuse to answer.
Anne had been accompanying Bethan and Nellie throughout the whole day as they waited for Nigel and this was the first time Nellie took the initiative to speak.
Bethan looked at Anne’s shocked expression and could not help but sigh. She remembered the last time Nellie took the initiative to speak was when Nellie asked her to stay beside Brettley, to take care of him when he was in a coma.
Now, she spoke on her own initiative again, and again, it was for Brettley. Nellie’s love for her father was obvious. Bethan was not angry that Nellie liked Brettley, she was just sad. For him, Nellie could even overcome her autism, and take the initiative to speak. But in Brettley’s eyes, Nellie was nothing. To him, Nellie, Nigel, and even Neil who had passed away and the other child…they were all useless, old documents. He could throw them away at a moment’s notice, without an ounce of hesitation.
“Mr. Morrison.”
Nigel took the glass of water Bethan handed to him and raised his eyes and looked at his mother. His eyes were dark as he asked, “Did you visit me outside when I was in the operating theatre?”
“Where would he find the time?”
Anne snorted and was about to say something but she was interrupted by a look from Bethan.
No matter what, Nigel had just finished his operation, she did not want him to be too depressed. It would be better if she told him the truth after his body recovered completely.
“But I heard Mr. Morrison’s voice.”
Nigel looked at Brettley, both his tone and expression remained calm. “During the operation even though I was unconscious, but faintly, I’m sure I heard your voice. I’m sure I did.”
Brettley narrowed his eyes slightly. During Nigel’s operation, he did indeed ask the doctor about Nigel’s condition several times through the CCTV camera. He never thought that the boy who was unconscious from the effects of the anesthesia would hear him and even remember him.
“Maybe it was an illusion.”
He smiled as he looked at his son and laughed, “I was never here.”
Nigel looked at his father’s cold, hard, face and tried desperately to detect a hint of his emotions. But he hid them too well. Nigel failed to read anything from his father’s expressionless face.
The little guy set down the glass, then sighed, his eyes lowered. Since Brettley did not want to admit it, fine.
Nigel was a hacker, a computer expert, how could he have made up Brettley’s voice that was sent over the internet and played from the CCTV camera? He did not know why Brettley pretended not to care about him in front of Mommy, when he obviously did, even going so far as to asking the doctor several times about his condition during his operation. But he knew the man was not as awful as he imagined.
During Nigel’s sentiments, Brettley’s phone rang. He lowered his eyes and looked at the incoming number, then hurriedly bid goodbye to Nigel and turned and left.
The moment he turned away, Bethan saw the name of the incoming caller, Fiona Blake. She watched his retreating back, a thick layer of frost covering the bottom of her heart.
As it turned out, even when he was visiting Nigel, a call from Fiona was all it took for him to leave without a single look back.
“Daddy must be busy with work.”
Nellie was worried Nigel would be hurt, so she hurriedly comforted him. “Maybe it’s serious…”
The little girl held her brother’s hand. “Don’t worry, Nigel, Daddy cares about you. He loves you a lot.”
Nigel smiled. “I know.”
Looking at the two children pretending to be tough, not just Bethan, but even Anne felt furious. She bit her lip and cursed Brettley out to herself, then patted Bethan’s shoulder lightly and tried to comfort her softly.
Bethan did not actually need comforting. She saw him for the man he was a long time ago. But…
She looked at the two cute children in front of her and could not help the bout of despair that welled up in her chest. They were just like her in the past, as long as he was slightly nicer to them, they felt as if the entire world was theirs. She was worried the children would not be able to accept it and would be sad and depressed.
Throughout the next week, Bethan stayed in the hospital to take care of Nigel. His body did not reject the transplanted bone marrow and was improving day by day.
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