As soon as they entered, a maid in traditional Thai dress approached and took the hat Joan handed
over.
"Go and bring some ice over here," Joan instructed.
The maid replied very respectfully and retreated.
Amanda always felt that she had bothered them and said, "I'm sorry to bother you today."
Joan helped her sit on the sofa, "Actually, I know your father."
She tilted her head.
Joan didn't go into details, "I'll go and change."
"Okay." Amanda felt she was already disturbing them and was too embarrassed to ask for anything
else, much less inconvenience him.
The little girl propped her chin up and sat on the sofa opposite her, looking her up and down.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" Amanda glanced upstairs, "Where's your mother?"
Then the little girl smiled, showing her white teeth, "How about you be my mommy?"
Amanda's face went pale with shock. Not only was she not afraid of strangers, but she was also
randomly claiming someone else as her mother.
Was she out of her mind?
But she seemed so normal and so smart.
The little girl pointed upstairs and said mysteriously, "That man doesn't have a wife."
Amanda followed her finger and glanced upwards as if she understood what she meant. But the more
she understood, the more confused she became.
If her father didn't have a wife, then where did she come from?
But she wasn't interested in the private affairs of other people's families and changed the subject, "I
don't know your name yet."
"You can call me Nina." The little girl ran over and took her hand, "OK?"
"What?"
"That's you ..."
"Nina." At this moment, Joan called out to her. Amanda looked up and saw that he had changed out of
his awesome military uniform and was wearing a white shirt and beige slacks, looking less serious and
much more approachable.
"Sally, take her to the bath." He instructed the maid.
Nina was reluctant but obeyed and followed the maid away.
Joan took a towel and wrapped the ice cubes the maid had placed on the table in it. Amanda realized
what he was going to do and held out her hand, "I'll do it myself."
Joan handed it to her without insisting, "Don't mind if Nina says something to you."
Amanda wrapped the towel around her red, swollen ankle and asked, "I wouldn't mind. It's just that she
..."
Could it be that when she saw a woman, she would say, 'How about you being my mother?'
Well ...
"I hope you don't mind me asking. Is your wife not there?" Amanda asked politely.
Joan poured a glass of water and said, "I'm not married."
Amanda was speechless.
So where did Nina come from?
An accident?
But he seemed so decent, not quite a man who would be out messing around with women.
No. She couldn’t judge a man just by his appearance.
Maybe he just looked like a nice guy, but he was actually a scumbag, like Stanford, who looked decent.
And this time, in City B.
At the hospital.
Stanford was just waking up in the VIP ward.
There were doctors in white coats standing around the bed, and Atwood was also there.
He was the one who received the call to bring Stanford to the hospital.
He had been treated and was not in a life-threatening condition. Now he needed to decide for himself.
He had injured his leg and needed surgery, but recovery from the operation would take at least six
months, if not, three or five months at the earliest.
Although he had family, he and his father did not get along and he was not close to his half-brother.
The consent form for the operation needed to be signed by the family.
If it was an emergency, Atwood could sign it, but right now, Stanford's life was not in danger, so he had
to give his own consent to the operation.
After taking a glance, Stanford signed, "Can you get me back to normal for a month?"
The doctor was embarrassed, "Your injury isn’t a big deal, and you just need time to recover. You won't
be well for a month."
Atwood knew why he wanted to get back to normal quickly and persuaded him, "Actually, it would be
better if you let Madam calm down during this period."
Stanford looked at him coldly. He didn't want to wait, not for a moment!
He just wanted to get her back quickly, and he was afraid of losing her again.
He had already lost her once, and he knew what it was like to miss her.
"Two months."
"Three months at least." The doctor did not dare to boast but only dared to say the time within his
grasp.
"If you limp, can you still get Madam back? You'd better get the operation first." Atwood defied his cold,
stern scowl, "Doctor, prepare for surgery."
Stanford calmed down, "You find out where she's been. I need to know her whereabouts."
Atwood said, "Okay."
An hour later, Stanford was taken to the operating room, and during this time, only Atwood stood guard
outside.
It was not a major life-or-death operation, but he clearly had family, and none of them was with him,
which seemed a bit miserable.
Atwood also hoped that Amanda would be able to forgive Stanford.
He felt that Stanford's childhood had actually contributed to his misfortune. If only his father had shown
him some care after his mother's death, it would not have led him to miss the warmth of his mother
when she was still alive, and thus to be so bent on avenging her that he was blinded by hatred.
All Atwood knew was that Stanford wanted to get Amanda back, but what he didn’t know was the pain
Stanford felt.
Not only did he hurt the one he loved, but he also killed his own child.
They were under the same sky, but in a different country, and a different place…
Amanda lay down on the bed. The room was clean, and probably because there were mosquitoes
here, the bed had a mosquito net. The soft gauze overlapped several layers.
She felt tired, but she wasn't much sleepier and couldn't sleep even if she wanted to.
There was a click, then the doorknob moved, and Nina pushed in with the puppy in her arms, "Are you
asleep?"
Amanda said, "No."
She closed the door and ran over, climbed into her bed, then looked at her and said, "I couldn't sleep
either."
Amanda smiled and reached out to pet her head. This little girl was so cute, and it just wasn't good that
she made friends with strangers so easily.
"I forgot to introduce you. His name is Okeydokey."
Nina pointed to the puppy.
Amanda said, "You named it?"
Nina nodded and asked, "Is it nice?"
Amanda said, "Yes."
Because it was indeed not bad.
"Have you thought about what I told you?" Nina repeated what Joan had interrupted her earlier, "Just
be my mother."
Amanda was speechless.
"I look too young to be your mother. And I've only just met your dad for the first time." Amanda thought
to herself that this man was so irresponsible, and since he had a child, he should have married her
mother. Even if he didn't like the woman, he had to do it for the sake of the child.
Otherwise, as the child grew up in a single-parent household, she was prone to having flaws in her
character.
Besides, she felt that Nina had a flaw in her character right now. Otherwise, why would she have asked
her to mother her when she saw her?
Nina said seriously, "I only asked you to be my mother because you are young and pretty. There are
plenty of women who want to be my mother, but I don't like them, and neither does Daddy."
She pouted, "What's wrong with you meeting my dad for the first time? Isn't my dad handsome? He's
very handsome. Let me introduce you so you're familiar with him. His name is Joan. He is 29 years old
and is known as Lord Morton. He has a house full of jewels and can afford to keep you."
Amanda was once again speechless.
She pouted, "What's wrong with you meeting my dad for the first time? Isn't my dad handsome? He's
very handsome. Let me introduce you so you're familiar with him. His name is Joan. He is 29 years old
and is known as Lord Morton. He has a house full of jewels and can afford to keep you."
Amanda was once again speechless.
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