Chapter 315

The next day, the troublemaker disappeared. Susan knew Caleb had taken action. He wouldn't let anyone bully them.

For the next two days, Caleb was nowhere to be seen. As Susan entered the room with breakfast, Oliver was eagerly looking out the window. He was waiting for Caleb. Susan felt uneasy. Oliver understood everything, and it was hard for him to hide his feelings at such a young age. Hopefully, he would be discharged soon, and they could leave this place.

"Mommy, you're back," Oliver said, pretending everything was normal.

"Wow, coffee and bread. They look delicious.

"Mommy, have a seat. I'll help you."

Oliver took a big bite of the bread. "It's so good, Mommy. I love butter bread. You should try it."

Susan took a bite. "It's sweet."

"Oliver, why is your face so red?"

"It's nothing. Maybe it's the sun," Oliver quickly averted his gaze. Susan nervously held Oliver's face. "You have a fever?"

"I'm fine."

Could there be complications from the surgery? Susan was worried. "Lie down, and I'll call for the doctor."

At the Eilish family.

Early in the morning, Grace helped Candy put on her beautiful puff skirt.

It was pink and tender, just like a little fairy.

"Mommy, do I look good?" Candy spun around.

"Beautiful. You are the prettiest girl."

"Mommy, didn't daddy come back last night? I haven't seen Daddy for two days." Candy pouted, feeling a bit depressed.

As soon as her daughter felt sad, Grace hated Caleb even more. He did such a disgraceful thing. Why should he have the custody of his daughter? He doesn't deserve it.

"Mommy, where did daddy go?"

"He's on a business trip."

"Can he come back tonight? Today is my birthday, and Daddy accompanies me every year, giving me beautiful dolls." Candy asked anxiously, "Daddy will come back, right?"

Grace had no idea.

Originally, her daughter was her trump card. She thought that Caleb would never abandon this family for his daughter, but that bitch Susan actually gave him a son. His heart was already biased toward that bitch, and now he was completely thrown himself at her, not returning home.

"Mommy? Daddy really won't come back?" Candy was anxious, her big eyes quickly filled with tears.

"He will come back." Grace hurriedly comforted her daughter. At the same time, she wished she could grab Caleb and show him how sad their daughter looked to see if he would feel heartbroken.

Her phone vibrated. Grace's eyes deepened, she walked aside and answered with annoyance.

"I've said it before. I won't divorce."

"Mrs. Eilish, I understand your feelings, but it's not rational to drag on like this. Caleb's intention is to divorce peacefully. As for compensation, Caleb..."

"I don't want his money."

"Mrs. Eilish, I've handled many divorce cases of wealthy families. In the beginning, the women didn't want to divorce, but avoiding it wouldn't do them any good. They all ended up divorcing. My suggestion is to part on good terms. There's no need to make a fuss. It's embarrassing for both parties. Don't you think?"

"The fault lies with him. What do I have to be embarrassed about? Go tell Caleb. Divorce is absolutely impossible. If he has the guts, let's take it to court. I'd like to see if he has the nerve to go to court. Get lost!" Grace hung up the phone.

As she turned around, Candy was looking at her with teary eyes.

Heartbroken, she quickly squatted down and hugged her daughter. Her eyes were both fragile and strong, comforting her over and over again. "Don't cry, baby, I'm here. No matter what happens, I will protect you. I will definitely protect this family."

In the evening, Caleb rushed to the hospital.

Susan was leaning against the wall, silently shedding tears.

"Susan..." Caleb quickened his pace.

Susan quickly wiped her tears and stepped back. "I told you not to come, you..."

"I know, but I heard that Oliver has a fever, and I'm very worried. How is he?"

"Oliver's business has nothing to do with you."

"He's my son, and my blood flows in him. How could it be none of my business? Tell me quickly. What's going on with him? Speak!"

Susan choked, "He just has a fever, no other changes, but I'm really scared. I'm afraid the disease will recur, and the surgery won't be successful. I'm afraid he'll be in danger..." Susan's tears fell like rain,

"I'm in chaos."

Nothing worried a mother more than her child's health. Her heart was tightly squeezed, in a mess.

"I understand.

"I understand it all."

The more he comforted her, the more Susan's emotions collapsed. She had to be strong when she was alone, she could only bear it, but with him there, she collapsed, her grievances and pain rushing out.

She cried out loud, like a wronged child.

Caleb held her in his arms, enveloping her with his entire chest, holding her tightly with all his strength, hoping he could fill all the insecurity and fragility in her heart. He wanted to give her reliance, give her support, and let her depend on him.

"He's only three years old, so young. Why does he have to get such a serious disease?

"Is this really retribution?

"But the fault lies with me. Why isn't the retribution on me? Let me bear all this. I'm the one who should die.

"I'd rather be the one with leukemia..."

His sorrow was beyond words. Caleb could only silently hold her, gently patting her back, letting her vent her emotions in his arms.

He was the one who deserved to die. He was the one who should be hacked to pieces. He clearly deceived her, and let them suffer all these years. He deserved to die a thousand times.

'Susan, Oliver, the fault is all mine. I'm willing to make it up to you with all I have.

'I love you.'

Susan cried and cried. She got too agitated, and she fainted.

When Susan woke up, she opened her eyes and saw Oliver's big black eyes looking at her.

"Oliver."

"Uncle, Mommy's awake!"

"Mommy, don't move. Are you dizzy?" Oliver grabbed her with his small hand.

"Has your fever not gone down yet?" Susan saw that he still had a fever patch on his forehead, and her heart tightened again.

"I'm fine, and the fever is almost gone. The nurse let me keep it on just in case. Look at me now, I'm full of life, just like a little Superman. Do I look like I'm sick? Now the one who's sick is you, Mommy."

"I'm fine." Susan shook her head. She just felt very tired, indescribably exhausted, but as long as Oliver is okay, she has no psychological burden.

"The doctor said you're severely anemic, and excessive fatigue can cause fainting. Haven't you been sleeping these past few days?" Caleb was also there, watching over her.