Scum Daddy Dreams Of Stealing My Mommy!
Chapter 444: Would I dare not listen to you?

Chapter 444: Chapter 444: Would I dare not listen to you?

"Human nature. Besides, I always feel that the pretty boy has ulterior motives for you. I can’t completely rest easy when you meet him alone."

Amelia suddenly snatched his bowl.

"What’s wrong?" Mr. Hart was startled, holding only a spoon, looking at her with confusion.

Amelia said irritably, "The soup you’re drinking is made by the kitchen at the request of the pretty boy! He wholeheartedly cares for you, yet here you are, viewing him with suspicion."

Christopher was taken aback, his eyebrows slightly raised, "Did he ask you to bring this soup?"

"Yes! He’s your chief surgeon and knows best what you’re suitable to eat right now."

But upon learning the truth, Mr. Hart lost his appetite for the soup and muttered, "With so many restaurants around, why should I owe him a favor?"

"I insist! Stop being stubborn, here, drink it all up, not a drop left! Or I’ll pinch your mouth shut and pour it down!" Amelia was unpredictable; one minute taking away the bowl to stop him from drinking, the next she shoved it back, forcing him to finish it all.

Poor Mr. Hart, now thoroughly under his wife’s thumb, dare not say a word of "no."

"What did you guys talk about when you met? That Chairman Smith, does he really have a deep connection with your mom?" Despite his jealousy, Christopher was still concerned about the serious matters.

Upon hearing this, Amelia sighed, her shoulders slumping.

"What’s wrong? Didn’t enjoy the conversation?"

She shook her head, "Uncle Smith is really nice, but I feel like it’s a twist of fate, a cruel trick of destiny; my mom’s life has been too unfortunate..."

"Uncle Smith?" Christopher’s previously calm face rippled again, "You met only once and already the relationship is this close?"

Annoyed, Amelia raised her hand, almost knocking the bowl out of his hand, "Can you focus on the important parts? They shared a genuine love, and even after decades, he still holds it dear in his heart. Seeing me naturally stirs complicated emotions, treating me as a junior, what’s wrong with that?"

"Did he truly love your mom? Then why did they separate? And all these years, why has he never appeared, why suddenly now?"

Amelia narrated the afternoon’s conversation with the Smith father and son.

Upon hearing that Charles is not the biological son of Thomas Smith, Christopher was also shocked, "He’s not Thomas Smith’s biological son? Does Thomas have any children of his own?"

"I don’t know, where would I get the audacity to ask such things?"

"I’ll have someone investigate it later."

"Don’t!" Amelia quickly stopped his idea, "It’s his privacy, what are you going to investigate? Since there’s no public information about him online, it clearly shows he doesn’t want the public prying into his personal life."

Christopher said nothing.

Afraid he would secretly investigate, Amelia pinched him again as a warning, "Don’t investigate, you hear? Given his sophistication, if you send people to inquire, he’ll surely notice. Then he might think I asked you to secretly investigate, which is so impolite!"

Christopher winced in pain with a twitch at the corner of his mouth, grumpily replied, "Got it! Would I dare disobey?"

"You better!"

Amelia sighed again, her face filled with longing, "If they hadn’t missed each other, if my mom waited for him to return, how wonderful would it be! Then I wouldn’t have been born into the Garcia Family environment, mom possibly wouldn’t have died young with depression, and I wouldn’t be bullied by my stepmother and stepsister..."

After finishing the soup, Christopher remarked, "If they hadn’t missed each other, you’d be the daughter of a top billionaire now, enjoying endless riches throughout your life, right?"

The woman’s eyes widened, she reached out and pinched him again, "What’s wrong with you today, every word dripping with sarcasm!"

"I’m just speaking the truth!" Christopher curled up his arms to dodge her, sourly added, "But if that happened, we wouldn’t have met, and you wouldn’t have had the joy of giving birth to adorable siblings—so there’s a divine arrangement, nothing to regret. Different lives also have various sceneries, you’ll never know which path is the most comfortable and smooth."

"Sure, you’re just indirectly praising yourself! Really think you’re perfect, as if missing you would be a great loss!"

"What, is your husband not perfect enough?"

"Hah, have you forgotten all the horrible things you’ve done?"

"..." Well, Mr. Hart admitted defeat, saying no more.

After tidying up the bowls and spoons, Amelia prepared to send a video to Aunt Harper to chat with the kids.

But Christopher said, "You should go back, staying here makes it hard to sleep."

"But you’ve just had surgery, how can you be alone at night?"

"There’s a caregiver, isn’t there?"

"But..."

The man insisted, "It’s fine, go back, bring me breakfast tomorrow."

Amelia was concerned about the kids, school starts soon, and she hasn’t spent the holiday properly with them.

"Then I’ll head back, come over early tomorrow. If anything happens, contact the doctors and nurses, don’t push yourself."

"Got it."

They exchanged glances, Amelia shyly pursed her lips and smiled, without waiting for Mr. Hart, she approached him and bent down to kiss him.

This kind of treat, Mr. Hart enjoyed greatly.

As she withdrew, he reluctantly left the pillow to chase after a bit, then smiled and lay back again.

"Off you go!"

"Drive safely, let me know once you’re home."

After Amelia left, the smile and tenderness on Christopher’s face quickly faded.

Picking up his phone, there were numerous missed calls and WhatsApp messages.

He had deliberately put it on silent before Amelia returned.

Checking through WhatsApp first, he then called Lucas King.

"What’s the situation?"

Lucas said, "The old man has arrived in S City and has already communicated with the project’s senior management there, trying to find a solution. The police are actively investigating, and several million have been recovered before the funds were completely transferred out of the country, but due to procedural issues, they can’t be credited to the company’s account immediately."

Several million — a drop in the ocean for such a large project gap.

"President Hart, Madam said she would find a solution, any idea if she—"

"Stop discussing these matters with Madam. A few days ago, she sold everything she could and has no means to raise any more money. You all just handle things as it is, I will find a way."

After hanging up, Christopher’s face turned cold, he wearily rubbed his eyes.

Actually, he knew about S City’s project problems that afternoon, but since Amelia didn’t want him to know, he pretended to be oblivious, lest she worried herself again.

As a man, he should shoulder the burdens of the world.

How could he let a woman always charge into battle for him?

Yet unknown to him, Amelia, right after leaving the hospital and getting into the car, also immediately called Lucas King.

"Madam... everything over there is being handled, there’s no need to worry," Lucas thought of his boss’s instructions and replied accordingly.

Amelia was taken aback, "No need to worry? How did you address a ten billion gap?"