Mommy，We Got a Husband
Chapter 128 Their Crazy Display of Affection

Harry explained, "Dad, before anything else, I want to ask about your health first. Are you feeling better now? I wanted to call you earlier, but I was afraid of disturbing your rest. I kept asking Uncle Cormac, and he said you were doing better. Is

that true?"

"It's true," Alaric said, lying in bed. Galatea was sitting beside him, peeling an apple. The two seemed like an old married couple.

"Daddy's fine now, so you don't need to worry. Now, tell me, did something upset you?"

Alaric had never heard Caspian speak in such a manner before, so he must be upset.

"It's Grandma," Harry said, sounding particularly sad. "The day she returned, I returned from school and told her I was hungry, but then she was furious and said I didn't know the rules. I was quiet today, but she suddenly started yelling and calling me a bastard. I really don't know what I did wrong. Why does she dislike me so much?"

"A bastard?" Alaric's heart tightened when he heard this word. "Did she really say that?"

"Although not very loudly, I'm sure I didn't mishear. Moreover, she even wanted to hit me. The household staff aunties can testify for me!"

"Okay, I understand, Caspian. Don't worry; this won't happen again. Don't take it to heart."

"After talking to Daddy, I feel much better now. I was so sad just now."

"Good boy. Daddy will be discharged from the hospital soon, so can you wait for me to come home?"

"Okay!" Harry said obediently. "Take good care of yourself and come home soon. I love you."

After saying that, he kissed Alaric through the phone, with Alaric returning the kiss before hanging up. "Your son called?" Galatea handed the sliced apple to Alaric and asked.

"Yes."

"Did his grandmother scold him?"

"It's not as simple as that."

"A bastard? Is that what she called him earlier?" Galatea asked.

Alaric nodded.

"Did his grandmother say that? That can't be true. Older generations are usually more affectionate toward their grandchildren, and your mom should treat your son even better than you." she said.

"But the fact is quite the opposite. She has never liked Caspian since he was young, but I don't know why. The only person she cares about in this world is me. Besides me, she can be cold and even heartless to anyone else." Originally, when Galatea heard them talking about how strict and fierce Alaric's mother was, she didn't think much of it. But now that Alaric also said so, she couldn't help but feel a kind of fear deep down.

Could there really be such a terrifying old lady in this world? Was she scarier than her former mother-in-law, Mrs. Marigold?

Mrs. Marigold was truly authoritative and decisive in her actions. Once the DNA test results came out, she didn't even listen to Galatea's explanation, as if she made a big mistake.

Thinking of that face, Galatea shuddered. She quickly stopped her thoughts and returned to the present.

"Your son is so pitiful. Neither his grandmother nor his mother loves him; it must be heartbreaking."

Thinking back to before, Alaric even blamed Caspian for not accepting Orion. From his perspective now, these people didn't love him, so why should he?

A child whose own grandmother and mother hated was indeed pitiful and heartbreaking.

No wonder Caspian wanted to call Galatea 'Mommy' after meeting her only once; it was because of the love and tenderness she showed him.

"In a few days, I'll take you to meet Caspian. You'll definitely be shocked when you see him." Alaric said.

Galatea will definitely be shocked when she sees his son, as both their sons looked almost identical. He couldn't wait to see her reaction.

She found his words quite funny and asked, "I've seen children before, so why would I be scared of seeing your son?"

Alaric laughed and teased her, "Because he takes after me, so he's handsome."

She was speechless. "Alaric, how did you become like this after getting sick this time? Stop talking and eat your apple."

He smiled and started eating the apple. Whether it was just a psychological effect or not, he found it really sweet.

Just then, there was a knock on the door outside the ward.

Galatea turned her head, surprised to see that it was Ambrose. In truth, the latter had already arrived earlier and heard their conversation.

It was like love was in the air, and he just couldn't understand.

How could Galatea, such a proud princess, forgive Alaric so easily after he made her cry?

Meanwhile, Alaric also didn't expect Ambrose's visit. Although his lie about the business trip had been exposed, it shouldn't have reached Ambrose's ears so quickly. "Mr. Alaric, I heard you were unwell and got hospitalized, so I came to visit," Ambrose said, carefully placing supplements and a fruit basket on the coffee table. It was an awkward scene again. Galatea looked at Alaric, and this time, his eyes were firm, indicating he neither panicked nor avoided them.

With his reassuring gaze, she felt more at ease. After all, Ambrose wouldn't dare acknowledge her now, so she pretended not to know him.

Alaric said, "CEO Ambrose, you have quite a knack for getting information. I didn't publicize it since I didn't want to cause trouble, but I didn't expect you to find out."

"I understand your thoughts, Mr. Alaric. Don't worry, I didn't publicize it either," Ambrose feigned concern while asking, "How are you now?"

"It's not a big deal," Galatea replied, "He has been overworking himself recently and occasionally experiences dizziness. I was worried, so I forced him to stay in the hospital. Otherwise, he'd never take a break." "Yes, a wife who is a doctor has its pros and cons. The good thing is that she can take care of your health, but the bad thing is that she overreacts when you have minor discomfort," Alaric said.

"I'm not overreacting; I just care about you. You don't appreciate the good things in life. If it were someone else, I wouldn't have bothered," Galatea replied.

"Yes, thank you, Darling," Alaric said.

Ambrose was annoyed by their deliberate display of affection. What's most disgusting was that he couldn't show it and had to say insincere words.

"Mr. Alaric and Mrs. Knight's relationship is really good," he said.

"Well, of course. After finding a good wife like Galatea, it'd be a disaster if I don't treasure her," Alaric replied.

"Alright, enough with the wisecracks. We have guests here," Galatea pretended to be coy and said.

Ambrose was exasperate. Should he even stay here any longer?

"Now that Mr. Alaric's fine, I can rest assured. I won't third wheel here any longer, so I bid you farewell," he said. "Alright, thanks for your visit," she replied.

Ambrose left the ward by himself. Once outside, he clenched his fists. 'Damn it! Alaric, I'll never let you have Stellan!'