His Real Wedded Bride

Chapter 1196 A Good Son

"I see. Thank you, Doc," Melissa replied with a diplomatic smile. She was never an easygoing or polite

person, but she wanted to make a good impression on her son.

"I'm flattered. I just did my job," the physician responded, pleasantly surprised. Charles was one of the

shareholders of this hospital, so Melissa's modest reaction caught the doctor off guard.

Melissa nodded at the physician out of courtesy. Shifting her gaze to Charles, she said tenderly, "I'm

sorry that I've taken so much of your time. I'm fine now. You should go back to your work and I'll take a

taxi home."

"It's okay, Mom. I'll take you home. Don't worry about my work," Charles replied with a slight smile.

Sensible women could always successfully arouse men's compassion. Melissa knew this and easily

tricked her son.

Charles was clueless as he was just so happy to spend time with his mother. He found that his mother

had changed and thought that it was perhaps because spending time with him turned her into a

sensible mother.

As far back as he could remember, his mother had been a good, reasonable woman. But when he was

a teenager, she left Dream Garden and he hadn't seen her since.

When Melissa had first disappeared, Charles often saw her in his dreams as the same gentle and kind

mother he once knew.

But as time went on, he found that the dreams of her stopped. This devastated him and he felt so lost.

He had almost forgotten about her when she entered his life again.

When Melissa first moved in with him, he was thrilled but a little uneasy. It had been fifteen years since

she had left him and things were very different now. The years apart seemed to have formed a large

gap between them.

However, regardless of what had happened and Melissa's obvious hostility towards Sheryl, she was

still his mother.

Considering that Melissa needed some time to adjust when she first moved into Dream Garden,

Charles had chosen to forgive her unreasonable and crazy behaviors. But it had been a while since his

mother had moved in with them, and she had gotten to know all the members of the family.

Just like other mothers, Melissa started to treat the family in a more amiable and friendly manner.

Charles could sense that Melissa had learned to control her temper and hadn't gotten Sheryl into any

trouble. Without having to worry about the disputes between his wife and mother, he believed that he

could handle his business.

"I'm glad to hear you say so. But I really don't want to waste too much of your time since it is working

hours," Melissa said, pretending to put on a worried look. She was a smart person, so she hadn't

refused or accepted his offer.

"It's not a big deal, Mom. Don't worry," Charles reassured, giving his mother a smile to set her mind at

ease.

"Okay," Melissa finally agreed. She was willing to spend time with her son alone, especially after she

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"Let's get going," Charles proposed. As he advanced forward, he held Melissa's arm cautiously and led

her to the door.

"Goodbye, Mr. Lu. Bye, Mrs. Lu," the physician said courteously, watching them walk out the door

with admiration.

'She is blessed to have such a good son. And he is also lucky to have the chance to repay his mother, '

he sighed.

As the pair approached the lift, Melissa caught sight of a restroom not far from them.

"Wait, Charles, I need to go to the ladies' room," she began.

"Okay. Do you need a nurse to come with you?" Charles asked. He was a considerate man.

"Oh, there's no need. The cut in my hand is not deep. I can handle myself," Melissa assured him. She

waved her hand at her son to show that she could take care of herself.

Noticing that his mother was in high spirits, he didn't stop her.

He stood in front of the elevator, while Melissa made her way to the bathroom.

As Melissa turned left, a familiar figure walked by her. It was Sheryl and it was clear that the young

woman hadn't seen her.

With a shopping bag full of fruits in her hand, she strode forward. Melissa assumed she must be visiting

a friend.

When Melissa turned around, she found that her son hadn't spotted Sheryl, and vice versa.

Immediately, Melissa thought that something must be wrong. So, instead of going to the restroom, she

quietly followed Sheryl in an attempt to figure out who she was going to visit.

Technically speaking, she wanted to know the gender of the patient that Sheryl was going to visit.

On her way to Nick's ward, Sheryl got a call from Isla. "What took you so long to answer the phone,

Sher?" Isla whined.

"What's up? I'm in the hospital. I'll be in Nick's ward in a minute," Sheryl said.

"It's Amanda. She had a fever and I need to see if she's okay. That nurse who was on the night shift got

off work and went home. I have to leave Nick to you. I'm on my way home. You'd better go take care of

him. No one is there to help him hit the nurse button when the liquid in the infusion bag runs out," Isla

explained.

She was not only worried about her sick daughter but also Nick who was lying in a hospital bed getting

an IV drip.

"Oh, I see. Well I'm almost there. You should direct your attention on taking care of Amanda. Don't

worry about Nick," Sheryl comforted. As a mother, she could understand how anxious Isla was with her

daughter getting sick.

"Okay, thank you, Sher."

"Why so formal, Isla? You don't owe me anything. I'll take care of Nick. So don't worry about him. Just

drive carefully," Sheryl said as she walked towards Nick's ward.

"Oh, I just reached his ward. I've got to go. Bye," she continued as she paused outside of the door.

"Okay. Get inside. I'm sure you'll take good care of him," Isla returned as she let out a sigh of relief.

'Now that Sheryl is with Nick, I can focus on my daughter, ' she thought.

Sheryl hung up the phone and entered the ward.