Daddy! Mommy Is Pregnant Again

Jessie frowned, "Why don't you call a doctor? Mr. Joe, you're not feeling well, are you?" George gave a nod.

Jessie pursed her red lips, "Since you don't feel well, you need to see a doctor, and you are a doctor yourself, don't you know how important your body is? And doctors hate disobedient patients, I don't believe you don't know this, since that's the case, then you should see a doctor at the hospital even more."

Hearing Jessie speak so seriously, George's hand rubbing his brow stopped, then lifted his eyelids to look at her, "What, want me to see a doctor so badly, you're afraid I'll die?"

"Mr. Joe!" Jessie frowned, "Mr. Joe, I'm talking to you in earnest, why are you saying these things?"

"What I said was also serious." George looped his arms, "Jessie, for your family, I am your enemy, don't you want me to die? And if I die, it will only be good for your family, because in the future, no one will hate the Robinson family, and no one will keep hurting you, and you won't have to be worried all the time, right? So, you really don't want me to die?"

Hearing these remarks from George, Jessie was stunned, and it took her a while to clam down and open her mouth to say, "Mr. Joe, why do you have these thoughts?"

"That's what everyone thinks, that's what humans do, avoid harm and tend to profit, so your family really haven't thought that it would be better if I were dead?" George looked at her.

Jessie pursed his lips, his expression was very serious and earnest, "I'm sorry, Mr. Joe, I can tell you for sure, I did not, my parents did not. My parents more than ten years ago, indeed indirectly caused the death of your parents, you have been hating them, there is no excuse, but my parents did not mean to, they had extenuating circumstances, so even if you do this to our family, our family wouldn't hate you or wish you to go to hell. If so, doesn't it mean that your parents were really killed by our family on purpose?"

George did not expect Jessie to reply in this way, his eyes flashed and he added: "You may not have thought about my death, but who says your parents did not? When I appeared before, your father looked at me with hatred to the extreme, and when he struck at me, he also wanted to beat me to death, so that your family could be liberated."

Jessie suddenly ran out of words.

She had forgotten this thing.

Indeed, before this incident, neither she, nor her parents, had ever hated George, let alone thought of letting him die in exchange for the future peace and tranquility of the Robinson family. So, she really forgot that her father, now, did hate George.

"It's my bondage, now my dad he did ...... But before that, my dad definitely didn't have these thoughts, he was just pushed too hard, he was a man, the head of the family, he had to protect his wife and daughter, so he had to fight back, but my dad's hatred and killing intent was only that momentary, he didn't always hate you and want you to die, otherwise, he wouldn't have sent you to the hospital at all, Mr. Joe.

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Jessie looked at George and wanted to say something else, but George suddenly raised his hand, signaling her not to say anything further.

Jessie's mouth opened, and then suddenly closed it.

George looked at her, "Okay, I understand what you mean, I don't care about your parents, I just need your attitude, answer me, did you really not think about me dying? I treated you so badly in the past and forced you to abort the baby, don't you hate me?"

He was curious to know her answer.

But Jessie, at this time, showed a bewildered expression and her eyes were slightly drooping, as if she was thinking about something.

After a moment, looking up at the man in the hospital bed, she shook her head, "I don't know."

"No?" George raised his eyebrows.

Jessie nodded, "Have you forgotten, Mr. Joe? I lost all my memories of you in the past, so I don't know if the me in the past ever hated you and thought about letting you die, but the me now doesn't." For to her now, he was treated as nothing more than a stranger, a man with whom the Robinson family had a grudge.

But she hadn't hated him enough to want him to die.

First of all, her goodness prevented her from doing so.

Secondly, she saw very clearly that he too was nothing more than a puppet wretch obsessed by hatred.

George narrowed his eyes and didn't speak anymore.

Indeed, she had forgotten the past, so she really didn't know how she had really treated him in the past.This belongs © NôvelDra/ma.Org.

But he was slightly relieved to hear her say that she, now, had no hatred for her.

Without hate, then he could approach her normally to impress her.

But if there was hate, she would resist him in her heart, and it would be a difficult thing for him to get close to her and impress her.

"Mr. Joe?" Seeing George staring at her as if he was lost in thought, Jessie reached out and waved her hand in front of him. George's eyes flashed slightly, "What?"

"Why you've suddenly lost in thought?" Jessie withdrew her hand and whispered.

George rubbed his brow again, "Nothing."

Seeing that he was reluctant to say, Jessie did not ask more.

She was self-aware that their relationship was delicate and it was not appropriate for her to ask too many questions.

So it was better for her to keep her mouth shut and not say anything.

But seeing him rub his brow again, she was still uneasy in her heart, "Mr. Joe, I'd better go and call a doctor for you, I see you keep rubbing your brow, I think your head is not feeling well." There was a flash of surprise in George's eyes, he didn't expect her to pay so much attention, noticing that he had been rubbing his brow and then reacting that he had a headache. She was very clever.

"No need, I'm a brain surgeon myself, I probably know what I'm getting into." Once again, George waved his hand in refusal.

Jessie stared at him closely, "Really?"

George nodded slightly, "It should be that there are some blood clots in the brain that haven't dissipated and pressed on some nerves, so it triggered the discomfort in the brain." It led to symptoms such as drowsiness and pangs of pain in the brain after waking up.

"What, there's a blood clot?" Hearing George's description of his head, Jessie was shocked and his voice was plucked up much higher.

For her, having something in head was a big deal.

It was easy to cause complication.

She had seen people with tumour in their brains who did not seek medical attention and eventually the tumour became cancerous and developed into brain cancer.

So the matter of having something in head must be taken seriously.

It would be a problem if the blood clots in his brain never dissipated and eventually turned into brain cancer as well.

Thinking, Jessie was in a hurry, "Dr. Joe, how can you have blood clots in your brain?"

"When your father hit me earlier, he hit me on the head, causing me to have a severe concussion as well as a slight brain bleed." George glanced at her and replied indifferently.

Jessie's face went white.

It was her Dad caused this.

"I'm sorry......" Jessie apologized in shame as she clutched the corner of her shirt with both hands.

George rubbed his brow again, "Come on, don't apologize, it's been in the past."lightnoveldaily.com