Mommy，We Got a Husband
Chapter 171 Alaric Was Like a Clingy Child

"CEO Ambrose, have you not seen Alaric?" Denny, who was waiting in the car, asked as Ambrose returned quickly. "Silas Moon said he's not in the company."

"How is that possible?" Denny exclaimed, "I sent a bodyguard to protect Ms. Storm in secret. Last night, Ms. Storm and Alaric entered the company together and didn't come out. Alaric must have deliberately found an excuse not to see you." Upon hearing this question, Ambrose did not rush to answer but pondered for a moment before raising a doubt.

"Perhaps Alaric doesn't want to see me but simply can't see me at all."

"CEO Ambrose, forgive my ignorance. What do you mean?"

"Alaric was previously seriously injured, unconscious for three years, and waking up was already a medical miracle. However, he is still a flesh and blood being. Even if he survived, how can he be the same as a normal person after waking up?" Understanding Ambrose's implications, Denny said, "CEO Ambrose, you mean Alaric is having health issues."

With a strong possibility in mind, Ambrose couldn't help but smile and said, "If that's the case, then Alaric is just a paper tiger, nothing to fear."

"A while back, Alaric was just discharged from the hospital, so your speculation is probably correct." Denny couldn't resist teasing. "No wonder he's in a rush to finish. He's probably worried about not living long." Ambrose did not laugh at Denny's joke but continued to ponder. If Alaric was truly unwell now, and Stellan was a doctor, perhaps he was just using her for treatment.

Stellan, the Marigold of the Knight family, almost killed you, and now Alaric was using you for treatment.

Why did you have feelings for Alaric?

With these thoughts in mind, Ambrose looked up and gazed at the window of Alaric's resting room on the top floor, wondering what Stellan might be doing now.

At this moment, Galatea tightly held Alaric's hand. Alaric had a strong reaction to the medicine, from muscle aches to all-over body pain, causing his body to tremble uncontrollably, with sweat beading on his forehead.

Seeing him in such distress, Galatea, both worried and heartbroken, quickly asked, "How are you holding up? If you can't bear it, I'll give you a painkiller injection."

"No need. I can endure it." Alaric firmly replied,

While the painkiller can alleviate the pain, it would nullify the effects of the medicine. Alaric understood this well.

"The side effects of the medication may last two to three days, but the symptoms will ease afterward, and you won't be in such discomfort continuously." Galatea explained.

"Alright. Don't worry, I'll be fine." Alaric responded lightly.

Galatea knew Alaric had a strong will, but she couldn't help but feel anxious and pained.

"Why are you so nervous?" Alaric couldn't help but smile at Galatea's worried expression and said, "Don't worry, I'm very lucky, I won't die."

"Who will live forever without aging? Where is there someone who is always lucky, escaping death several times? In the future, strictly follow the schedule I've set for you, not just for treatment but also to regulate your daily routine." "I got it." Alaric could only comply helplessly, then he reached out and pulled Galatea closer, saying, "I feel better; don't be so anxious."

Claiming not to be anxious was false. Galatea, being a doctor, understood the side effects of the medicine and knew that severe reactions would cause great discomfort.

Seeing her still furrow her brows, Alaric pulled her closer again, his lips about to touch hers.

"What are you doing?" Alaric was already in such discomfort from the medication's reaction. How could he have other thoughts?

"Since we can't control the medication's reaction, and you can't help but worry, let's do something else to distract ourselves." he said, kissing Galatea.

Galatea was amazed by Alaric's mindset at that moment, but his reasoning wasn't entirely without merit.

Distracting oneself could indeed alleviate the pain, so from initially being awkwardly passive, Galatea became more proactive.

She thought that if she could truly divert Alaric's attention, it might help him forget the pain.

Sinking deeper, irresistibly entwined with each other.

After a long while, when Alaric released her lips, Galatea felt sweat all over her body. She hurriedly asked Alaric, "Are you feeling better now?" "Much better." Alaric said, "Galatea is truly more effective than any medicine."

"Smooth talker." Galatea playfully hit him, then checked the time and suggested. "How about some cream of mushroom soup now that you have an appetite?" Alaric shook his head. "Not hungry, you should go eat. It's tiring for you to stay here with me all the time."

"My body isn't tired, but my heart aches." Galatea said, "You rest for a while. I'll come back after I finish eating."

"Okay." Alaric nodded, but he still held onto Galatea's hand, reluctant to let go.

Alaric lay weakly on the bed at that moment, looking so fragile and delicate, truly resembling a clingy child.

"Hurry and close your eyes to sleep, I'll be back soon." Galatea said, coaxing him like a child, gently pushing his hand away.

Galatea went to the dining room to have her meal, eating quickly due to her concern for Alaric. When she returned to the resting room, she found Alaric already asleep. Perhaps due to the discomfort, Alaric was sleeping particularly soundly, and seeing him rest so peacefully, Galatea felt reassured.

The treatment plan involved giving Alaric an injection every five days, allowing for two or three days of medication reactions, followed by time for recovery.

With a heart always on edge, Galatea was also exhausted. She climbed onto the bed, careful not to disturb Alaric, and lay down beside him.

Galatea has always had good sleep quality. After closing her eyes, she quickly drifted off to sleep, only to be awakened by her alarm the next day.

Afraid of waking Alaric, she reached for her phone to turn off the alarm, but Alaric had already turned it off for her. "You're already awake." Galatea sat up quickly, rubbing her eyes, and asked, "How are you feeling now?"

"Much better than yesterday. I have a bit more strength now, and I can accompany you for breakfast." Alaric replied. "You stay obediently in bed, I'll bring breakfast to you in a moment." Galatea said, getting out of bed quickly.

As soon as Galatea stepped out of the resting room, she saw Silas standing outside with a worried expression. "Young Madam, I finally found you. Mr. Alaric is undergoing treatment, so I didn't dare to disturb him." Seeing Silas so anxious, Galatea had a bad feeling and asked, "What's wrong, Silas?"

Silas showed her the trending on Facebook.

[An informant reveals that the director of Nexus Innovations is seriously ill and currently undergoing secret treatment.]