Return, My Love: Wooing the Neglected Ex-Wife - Chapter 697
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Chapter 697:
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Amy waved her off with a smile, grateful for the visit.
On her way out, Fannie stopped by the maternity ward to check on Katherine, who had just given birth to a boy. Exhausted from the delivery, Katherine wasn’t receiving visitors at the moment.
Leaving the hospital, Fannie encountered Bobby at the vending machine. He was buying a soda, still talking on the phone, likely updating someone about Katherine’s condition.
“Yes, Kathy gave birth to a son. She is doing well and resting.” The only way to the elevator was past Bobby, who ended his call as their eyes met.
Fannie quickly tried to move past him while he was distracted, but Bobby blocked her path with an outstretched arm holding the soda.
“I need to handle something. We’ll catch up later,” Bobby said, ending the call.
Of all people in Illerith, Bobby was the last person Fannie wanted to bump into, yet he always seemed to be around. She was clearly distant and uninterested.
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“Is there something you need?” she asked, trying to keep her tone neutral.
“Judie wants you to line up some work for her.”
The news didn’t surprise Fannie; she knew it involved Bobby’s beloved.
“You don’t need to worry about that. I already have plans,” she replied coolly.
Bobby smirked, handing her the chilled soda, and she felt her unease lift slightly.
“I trust you can take care of it,” he said, gently pinching her cheek. His fingers, chilled by the soda, made her skin tingle with warmth.
“Hey, Bobby!” she called after him as he started to walk away.
Turning with his hands tucked in his pockets, he asked, “Need anything else?”
“Would you congratulate Katherine for me? I tried earlier, but she and the baby were resting.”
“I’d rather not.”
In that instant, Fannie’s favorable view of him began to dissolve.
“Why not congratulate her in person once she’s awake?” With a sly grin, Bobby’s handsome features lit up, and he looked almost too charming for his own good.
To Fannie, he seemed as captivating as the setting sun, a sensation she often experienced but never quite understood.
The day following Katherine’s delivery was open to visitors. Joelle, heavily pregnant at eight months, was the first to embrace the newborn.
Her current condition seemed to heighten her emotions.
Holding the baby tenderly, Joelle wept, saying to Adrian, “Look, this is my first nephew!”
Adrian, concerned that Joelle might overexert herself, gently dabbed her tears and relieved her of the baby. Although he had never held a newborn before, he had prepared extensively for Joelle’s second pregnancy. Before Katherine’s delivery, Adrian had attended prenatal classes weekly with Shawn, so he was now quite adept at holding the baby.
Being the uncle, he felt compelled to offer his first nephew a special gift. When Shawn cradled the baby next, a symbolic gold necklace rested gently on its tiny belly.
While most were captivated by the newborn, Joelle’s gaze remained fixed on Katherine. She had rushed to see Katherine just the day before, finding her fresh out of labor, exhausted, and drenched with sweat.
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