My Husband, Warm The Bed

Chapter 1497

"Thank you, doctor! Thank you so much! I don't even know what to say..." Vanessa was so emotional that she thanked him over and over again. Then she thought of something and said, "By the way, can I meet the donor? I want to thank him personally."

The doctor said, "The donor's a volunteer who wants to keep his information confidential. He doesn't want to see the patient's family either. He hopes that we can respect his wishes."

Vanessa was a little disappointed that she could not meet the donor. She quickly came up with a solution and said, "Doctor, I still have some money in my bank card. Now that I don't have to pay for Lawrie's medical expenses, could you help transfer the money to the donor? I want to thank him for his kindness."

The doctor told her, "There's no need for that. The donor's really not short of money."

Vanessa muttered, "Oh..."

If the donor did not need money, then she really did not know how else to thank this kind- hearted, anonymous person. She hoped that this good Samaritan and his family could live happily and healthily.

It was almost dinner time.

Julien insisted on staying, and there was nothing Vanessa could do. In his words, the hospital was run by his family. No one had a say in how long he wished to stay there.

She was helpless. He was a rich and powerful man after all.

Seeing that Vanessa was busy in the kitchen, Julien went to the door and started making his orders, "I want to have ribs soup. I've already had the ribs sent here. Please make some for me."

Vanessa bit her lip and said without looking back, "I don't have time." NôvelDrama.Org copyrighted © content.

What the heck? Did he think she was running a restaurant?

Did he think he could order her around?

Julien acted as if he did not hear what she said and continued, "I want to drink the soup tonight. And I want to have beef for lunch tomorrow. I've been exercising a lot lately, so I need food with high protein."

Vanessa placed the spatula in her hand down and turned to glare at Julien. "Julien, are you trying to help or cause me trouble by staying here? You have so many chefs at home. Why can't you ask them to cook for you? Why are you asking me to do it? I already spent all day taking care of a child - do I need to take care of you too?" She told him off.

Julien walked over and hugged the irritated Vanessa. He said, "Of course I know that my family can have that prepared for me, but I really want to eat your cooking."

He held her tightly, and his voice was filled with a kind of tenderness and affection she had not heard before, which quickly put out the fire rising in Vanessa's chest. She hastily said, "Let me go, I'm trying to cook. If I burn the food, you guys won't have anything to eat later."

"You must be really tired these days from taking care of Lawrie. If you don't mind, I'll get someone to prepare our meals from the next day onwards," Julien said as he let her go.

"There's no need. I want to cook for my son," Vanessa immediately shook her head and said reluctantly. She also actually wanted to personally cook for Julien.

The hospital had found a bone marrow compatible with Lawrie. If everything went well, the surgery could be performed the coming Monday and once that was done, it would not take long for Lawrie

to be discharged from the hospital. After getting Lawrie discharged, she intended to leave Chatterton Town with Lawrie.

This meant that there would be less opportunity for her to cook for Julien. She was afraid that she would no longer get the chance to cook for Julien in the future.

Julien said, "Are you a fool?"

Vanessa said, "I'm happy to be a fool. It's none of your business."

Julien exclaimed, "What a silly girl!"

Even after so many years, her stubborn personality could not be changed...

It was a rare sight to see the three of them sitting at the small dining table in the ward.

The dining table was really tiny. Julien was so big that he almost took up the space of half of the table, but he did mind it at all. He was unconsciously smiling all through dinner, just because he was sitting and eating with the woman he loved and their son.

Julien looked at Lawrie, who was also looking at Julien. Julien was looking at him with soft, gentle eyes while Lawrie continued glaring at him. It was as if Julien was a big bad wolf who was about to eat him and his Mommy.

Julien really wanted to pinch Lawrie's face and give him a hug, but watching Lawrie's intense gaze on him, he had to give up on this idea. He had to slowly gain his trust.

"This is the soup you ordered," Vanessa said as she filled a bowl of soup for each of them, and then placed one in front of Julien. She then picked Lawrie's bowl up, blew on the soup gently, and took a sip to check how hot it is before feeding Lawrie. She said to her son, "Lawrie, take a sip."

However, Lawrie's attention was not on Vanessa at all. He was still glaring at Julien with angst in his eyes. "Let me tell you, I am a strong boy. I will protect my Mommy. I won't let you take her away."

Julien was very happy, hearing Lawrie's small, soft voice laced with firm determination to protect his mother from being taken away. This time, he could not help but pinch Lawrie's pale and squiggly face. He mused, "How old are you, Lawrie? Are you sure you're strong?"

Lawrie was not happy to hear that at all. In order to show that he was really strong and was able to protect his Mommy, he rolled up his sleeves. But because he had been sick for too long, he was very thin and looked frail and fragile - not that he could let his weakness show. So, he gestured his arm at Julien and proudly stated "I'm very strong."

Julien was so childish that he had his sleeves rolled up as well, and wanted to compete with Lawrie to see who was stronger. However, Vanessa hit him with a spoon before he could do anything. She said, "Now, aren't you childish, Julien? Why are you being so serious with a child? Let me tell you - if you make my son angry again, I'll throw you out immediately."

Julien was speechless.

He had no choice but to admit his defeat. He could not afford to offend them because right now, they held so much more power than he did.

Seeing that his Mommy had managed to intimidate the bad guy, Lawrie clapped his tiny hands happily. He waved his hands around and exclaimed, "Long live Mommy! Mommy, you're the best!"

Lawrie then teased and made a funny face at Julien, as if he was trying to say, "We're not afraid of you. My Mommy is much more powerful than you. Don't even try to take my Mommy away."

Vanessa stroked Lawrie's head and told him, "Lawrie, have some soup first. You'll become strong after drinking it."

Lawrie glanced at Julien again and asked, "Will I be stronger than him?"

Vanessa nodded. "Yes, you definitely will be."

Julien just kept quiet.

"This kid wants to be stronger than me? In his dreams!" he thought, looking at Lawrie.

Lawrie would have to wait at least 20 years. Only then would it be possible for him to be as strong as his father!