C15 Mommy will be Your Wife!

Nina returned to General Hospital in a daze. Seeing that she had not returned for a long time, Herman immediately went up to her and asked worriedly, "Nina, where did you go?"

This blow was too heavy for her. Herman was afraid that she would not be able to think straight.

"I went out for a walk." Nina forced a smile. Through the transparent glass door of the ward, she could see Asher obediently receiving the nurse's examination. Tears that she had been holding back finally fell down.

"Herman, what should we do?"

Herman sighed regretfully, "There's always a way. Maybe it won't be long before there's another bone marrow that suits Asher."

Maybe?

Who knew if it would take a few days or a few months?

Asher could not wait!

"Hey, Herman, I want to talk to Asher alone for a while."

"Alright!" Herman grabbed her shoulder and looked straight into her eyes, "Nina, no matter what, don't be silly."

Nina nodded and waited for the nurse to come out. She immediately went in.

"Mommy, did you cry?"

"No, something entered my eyes." Nina deliberately rubbed her eyes.

"Liar!" Asher grabbed Nina's two fingers, his bright eyes becoming a little dim, "Mommy, don't be sad. There will always be a bone marrow that suits Asher. It's just that the time has not yet come."

"Mommy, Bodhisattva has already promised Asher to accompany you for a lifetime. Bodhisattva won't be so untrustworthy."

Nina felt even worse. She rubbed the little girl's smooth head and smiled, "You made a wish in front of the Bodhisattva last time, didn't you?"

"That's right, Mommy. The Bodhisattva will bless me. I will definitely grow up healthily." Asher lowered his eyes. The idea that he had given up on had reappeared in his mind.

The next day, Asher left the hospital and returned home.

Nina would only be able to come back at ten o'clock at night.

Asher carried his two-year-old Popy on his back and left the house with his two-year-old Popy in his hands.

Clovervale Manor.

Harold thought he had heard wrongly when he heard the guard say that a child called Asher was looking for him.

"You came alone?" The little guy was still wearing a long sleeve shirt in the summer, and his forehead was covered in sweat.

Harold wiped his forehead with a piece of tissue.

"Thank you, Uncle." Asher climbed onto the sofa. "Uncle, I came to discuss conditions with you."

Harold raised his eyebrows and became interested. "Discuss conditions?"

"Yes!" Asher drank the sour plum juice and nodded solemnly.

"Alright, tell me."

"Uncle, I heard your conversation with Mommy that day. I can come back and be your son, but I can't be separated from Mommy. I am already used to Mommy taking care of me. So, Uncle, you can hire Mommy to be my nanny and take care of me 24 hours a day."

Harold's smile deepened. "Do you think I will agree to this condition?"

"No."

"Then why are you still saying that? Moreover, the so-called negotiation is about both sides having a bargaining chip. What you said just now was all you got. I got nothing."

"You got a son. When I grow up, I will be filial to you." Asher emphasized.

Harold waved his finger, "No, the bargaining chip is not enough."

Asher frowned and said, "Then why don't you..."

The little guy pointed at his finger, "I will give my mommy to you as your wife."

"..."

Harold's mouth twitched, "Sorry, I don't like your mommy."

His mommy was so good and so beautiful, but he still didn't like her.

Asher's cheeks bulged as he became angry.

"Uncle, if you don't agree to my conditions, I will go find Lizzie."

"..."