Chapter 354: Chapter 354: Scared My Wife, Pay Up!
Isabella Weaver had also been injured in the chest, very close to where Harry Hunter was hurt.
She knew that such a wound might not look serious, but it actually hurt a lot if you moved even slightly.
After Director Valley left, she climbed onto the bed, held Harry Hunter’s head in her arms, and softly asked, "Harry, does it hurt? Do you want some painkillers?"
Harry Hunter was stunned for a moment by this nickname, and he couldn’t help but lift his head, saying, "You sound just like my mom!"
Isabella Weaver was both amused and annoyed: "You’re so annoying, you totally ruined the atmosphere!"
She was trying to play the part of a gentle and kind wife, but how did she suddenly turn into a mom!
Harry, however, was in a good mood. He pulled Isabella’s hand to his lips and kissed it, relaxing: "In a couple of days, I’ll take you to meet my mom. If she were alive, she would definitely like you."
The death of his mother had always been a deep pain in his heart.
As a child, he had witnessed his mother die, coughing up blood, which left a huge impact and indelible scars on his young mind.
This was the first time he had ever spoken so lightly of "if she were alive."
It was Isabella Weaver who, unbeknownst to herself, had soothed his scars and brought about a huge change in him.
Seeing him in such a good mood, mentioning his departed mother with yearning and a smile, she also felt at ease.
She mimicked how adults coax children and joked with him: "Harry, you’re being naughty again. Be careful, I’ll spank you!"
Harry looked up at her overly youthful face and got goosebumps: "No way, you’re not allowed to call me that. Only my grandpa calls me that! It feels so weird!"
"Harry! Remember to take your medicine!"
"I said you’re not allowed to call me that!"
"Harry, hey!"
"Shut up!"
"Tsk! Is that how you talk to Grandpa, Harry? You deserve a spanking!"
"Shout it one more time, and I’ll get angry!"
"Harry~ Harry? Harry—"
Harry: "..."
Can’t he just concede?
This little girl was having way too much fun, changing her tone every time she called!
His scalp tingled!
Isabella Weaver saw his face dark as a pot bottom, let out a snort, and collapsed onto the bed laughing: "This is too fun! Harry!"
Harry pulled her into his embrace, his voice taut: "Call me Daddy!"
Isabella laughed until she almost cried, and immediately countered: "Call me Grandpa!"
"You call me Daddy first, after you do, I’ll call you."
"No way, you’re definitely trying to trick me. You call me Grandpa first!"
Ben Hunter had just walked into the ward and heard this, veins popping on his forehead: "What, is the little girl trying to steal my title? Quite ambitious for a young age, even taking the title of this old man?"
Isabella was startled, quickly sitting up and awkwardly greeting him: "Grandpa, you’re here!"
She was about to get out of bed to stand up, but Harry pulled her back: "Stay here and lie down!"
He said this then grumpily looked at Ben Hunter: "Why are you here again without knocking! You scared my wife; you owe us money!"
Ben Hunter’s forehead veins popped out, wanting to scold him, but feeling he should give his grandson some face in front of his granddaughter-in-law, he only said: "Old man’s money is all yours, what else do you want?!"
Connor popped his head out from behind the old man, smiling as he explained: "Young Master, the old man did knock. You and the Young Madam were having too much fun to hear!"
"Shut up, get out!"
"Got it!" Connor responded with a grin and his head disappeared from behind Ben Hunter.