Entangled with My Cousin's Fiancé
Chapter 412: Cooper, come quickly, An’an is injured

Chapter 412: Chapter 412: Cooper, come quickly, An’an is injured

Upstairs, Yolanda took Little Ella from him, "Alright, Ella, don’t cling to Dad, he’s been on a long flight and is tired."

She looked at Adam Sterling, "You go take a shower and get some rest."

"Okay, I am indeed a bit tired." Adam Sterling tugged at the corner of his mouth, "But my luggage is still at the airport, I’ll call someone to send it over."

"You go take a shower, I bought some fresh clothes for you here, I’ll call about the luggage." Yolanda was obviously very considerate.

"Alright, thanks a lot." Adam Sterling tugged at the corner of his mouth.

"I’m your wife, why are you being so polite with me?" Yolanda shook her head helplessly and handed the change of clothes to Adam Sterling, "Go on, if you need anything, just call me."

After Adam Sterling left, Little Ella followed Yolanda, "Mom, will Dad be staying here too?"

Yolanda paused in her actions, then asked, "Does Ella want Dad to stay here?"

"Of course! I haven’t heard a bedtime story from Dad in so long, I want him to stay." The little one looked at Yolanda eagerly, full of expectation.

Yolanda couldn’t help but smile, "Silly girl, nobody said Dad is leaving, where else would he go if not here?"

"Great, great." Little Ella jumped around happily, "Dad isn’t leaving, Dad isn’t leaving."

Yolanda shook her head and went to make a call to have the luggage sent from the airport.

Meanwhile, Cooper and Noah Coldson returned to the old residence with Little Gabriel.

Isabella Ross had received the call early and was waiting at the door. Seeing the car finally return, she quickly stepped forward to meet them.

As soon as Noah Coldson got out of the car, Isabella Ross embraced him.

"Where have you been these three years? You little rascal, not a word from you. Do you know how worried we were?" Isabella Ross was in tears. She dreamed countless times that something happened to Noah Coldson and that he’d never return again.

"I’m sorry, Mom, it was really inconvenient to contact home, I made you and Cooper worry." Noah Coldson was full of guilt.

These three years, he was indeed handling a major case and couldn’t contact home.

"As long as you’re back, that’s all that matters," Isabella Ross wiped her tears, not wanting to make her son feel bad, "How long will you be staying this time? Not leaving again soon, right?"

"No, I’ll be here for a while, I’ve taken a long leave." Noah Coldson was a bit emotional; no matter what, he really wasn’t a dutiful son.

"That’s good, that’s good." Isabella Ross finally smiled a little.

In the span of three years, she had changed a lot too, now almost not involved with Coldson Group’s affairs, focusing more on family and missing relatives more easily.

"Alright, Mom, let’s talk inside." Cooper couldn’t help but remind her.

"Yes, let’s talk inside, talk inside." Isabella Ross then noticed her little grandson and frowned, "What is Gabriel wearing?"

Cooper smiled and replied, "A flower boy’s outfit, how does he look? Isn’t Gabriel dashing?"

"Looks like nothing good." Isabella Ross picked up Little Gabriel, "Come, let’s go home. Grandma will give Gabriel a bath and change into our own clothes."

Little Gabriel nodded without speaking.

Upon entering the old residence, Isabella Ross took Little Gabriel upstairs to bathe and change clothes, while Noah and Cooper sat in the living room.

Noah hesitated for a while before speaking, "Cooper, Gabriel still seems reluctant to speak, has he always been like this?"

"Big brother, Gabriel..." Cooper sighed before speaking with concern, "Gabriel has autism."

"What?" Noah was visibly shocked, "How could this be? Have you seen a psychologist? Is there no way to treat it?"

"We’ve consulted doctors both domestically and abroad, but the effects haven’t been significant," Cooper sighed again, "Actually, the doctors say mainly it’s because the child himself doesn’t want to talk or interact with the outside world."

Noah still found it hard to believe, "How could this happen?"

"However, when he’s with Yolanda and Ella, he’s just like a normal kid," there was a touch of a smile in Cooper’s eyes, "so his problem might not be that serious."

Noah nodded, "Cooper, you also know Adam Sterling is an expert in psychology, if you are willing, you could let him give it a try."

"..." Cooper was silent for a moment before smiling, "Of course, if it can help Gabriel, I have no objections."

"That’s good." Noah patted Cooper’s shoulder, "I’ll find a chance to speak with Adam Sterling."

Cooper lowered his head, "Thank you, big brother."

At this moment, Isabella Ross suddenly rushed out of the room and shouted downstairs, "Cooper, come up quickly, Gabriel is hurt."

Cooper’s expression changed as he got up and ran upstairs.

Noah hurriedly followed, knowing that Ella had a painless condition and guessed Gabriel might too.

Upon entering Little Gabriel’s room, Cooper anxiously asked, "Mom, what’s wrong? Where is Gabriel hurt?"

Isabella Ross’s voice was filled with sorrow, "See for yourself."

Cooper stepped forward to see, only to find red, swollen, and rash-covered patches on Little Gabriel’s back, some areas were scraped and the dried blood was evident.

He frowned unbearably, "How did this happen?"

"Let’s take him to the hospital first." Noah immediately suggested.

"Yes, to the hospital." Cooper found a blanket, wrapped it around Little Gabriel, and carried him down the stairs.

Isabella Ross and Noah followed.

On the way, Little Gabriel, seeing everyone’s serious faces, softly said, "Dad, I’m okay."

"Sweetie, it’s okay." Cooper was heartbroken, gently kissing the little one’s forehead.

Isabella Ross quietly wiped her tears, turning her face aside.

"Mom, don’t worry, he’ll be fine." Noah softly comforted her.

Isabella Ross sniffed, "This child’s fate is so hard, suffering from such a condition, it’s so worrying. It would be better if he had a mom to care for him, but Cooper... he just won’t listen to me and find a mother for the kid."

Unexpectedly, this time Little Gabriel spoke up, "I don’t want anyone else to be my mom."

"Sigh!" Isabella Ross couldn’t help but sigh deeply.

At the hospital, the doctor quickly diagnosed, "The child has a severe allergy, likely from wearing unclean clothes, you parents should be more careful."

"Clothes?" Isabella Ross was furious hearing it was clothes that caused this, questioning Cooper, "Where did the clothes come from? Did Yolanda dress him in them?"

Cooper, realizing it involved Little Ella, immediately thought of her, "No way, I have to make a call, maybe Ella too..."

He turned and went to the end of the corridor to make a call.

The call connected quickly, Yolanda lowered her voice, "Mr. Coldson, what’s wrong?"

"Is Ella okay?" Cooper anxiously asked.

"Ella? She’s fine, why?" Yolanda wasn’t sure what had happened, "What’s going on?"

Cooper sighed, "Gabriel has an allergy, his back has lots of rashes, Ella doesn’t, right? If not, that’s good."