C125 I Complained to Him

"Alright, since you insist that I don't do anything, then let's continue with the current situation." Dempsey Wilson felt that what his son said made a lot of sense.

However, it was strange that as a man, he needed a little kid to guide him. This was rather embarrassing.

"But to be honest, I didn't give her everything. I gave her a job, a ride, and even let her live in such a big house …"

"Daddy, do you even have any shame? You stole her child from her." The moment Frank Scott heard what his father said, his little face immediately turned dark.

Dempsey Wilson was stunned for a moment, then shrugged his shoulders: "That's true. Alright, I won't say anything like that in the future. You little rascal, who allowed you to talk to your dad like that?"

"I like to tell the truth. Mummy taught me that the truth is a good child." Frank Scott was smart enough to bring out Mommy. It worked a lot.

Dempsey Wilson touched his short hair and did not dare to do anything to him.

The father and son who had taken a bath walked out of the bathroom.

Clarie Scott also took a bath. At this moment, she was sitting on the sofa in the living room, intending to talk about her brother with Dempsey Wilson.

"Frank, go upstairs to sleep. I have something important to say to your dad." Clarie Scott pushed her son away.

Dempsey Wilson was wearing a gray pajamas. His short hair was still dripping water. He wiped it with a towel and immediately walked over when he heard that the woman wanted to talk to him.

Frank Scott ran up the stairs tactfully. His short legs were running so fast that he disappeared in an instant.

"What do you want to tell me?" Dempsey Wilson actually found himself looking forward to it.

Clarie Scott's face was cold, but there was a trace of annoyance in her voice, "Your brother Henry Wilson came to the company to look for me at noon today."

"Why is he looking for you?" Dempsey Wilson's facial expression changed drastically. He frowned.

Clarie Scott sneered. "He wants my two kids to sign up for their company. He wants them to be starlets."

"What?" Dempsey Wilson's mouth twitched. This little brother is too ridiculous. He actually wants his child to be a celebrity and rebel against him.

Clarie Scott knew that Dempsey Wilson would also be very surprised, she maintained her indifferent expression and said, "I didn't agree at the time, but I didn't expect that my refusal seemed to anger him. He immediately called our superior and dismissed me."

Dempsey Wilson's expression froze again. He stared at his daughter's casual expression and said, "He said goodbye to you and you came back?"

"Then what? I can't possibly have a big quarrel with him in the company. When that happens, wouldn't everyone know that I have two children? I wouldn't want it. Everyone would think that I'm still single and unmarried. " Clarie Scott pouted with a bored expression.

Hearing her words, Dempsey Wilson immediately sneered: "Are you afraid that your colleagues will lose their interest in you after knowing you have children? So you're going to choose one of your colleagues to be your boyfriend? "

When Clarie Scott heard his sour ridicule, she immediately became angry. "That's right, I just don't want others to know that I have children now. Is it glorious to get pregnant before marriage? Do you know how many people rolled their eyes at me after I gave birth to the baby? I don't want to live that life now. "

Hearing her wronged voice, Dempsey Wilson suddenly had the urge to slap himself.

Indeed, he had said too much. She had sacrificed a lot of freedom and happiness for her child, and he should not have mocked her with her pain.

"Don't worry, I'll fix my little brother early tomorrow morning. I guarantee that he won't cause you trouble in the future." Dempsey Wilson promised her as if he was trying to comfort her.

Hearing his words, the anger on Clarie Scott's face lessened a little, but she still felt depressed. "I still want to go back to work."

"Of course, you can go back tomorrow. I guarantee that no one will dare to do anything to you in the future." At this moment, Dempsey Wilson was dependent on her for everything.

Clarie Scott turned around and glanced at him before standing up. "Thank you!"

Dempsey Wilson looked at the woman walking straight towards the stairs and didn't realize for a moment that he didn't hear wrongly just now, right? This woman actually said thank you to him.

After waiting for so long, she finally said thank you.

His mood seemed to have become brighter all of a sudden.

It was around 2 in the morning!

Clarie Scott heard her daughter tossing and turning around as if she was having a sleepless night. She reached out with her hands, wanting to take her daughter into her arms and sleep.

As soon as she touched her little body, she discovered that it was extremely hot. Based on her many years of experience, she could tell that the little guy was having a fever.

Clarie Scott hurriedly turned on the light and lowered her head to check her daughter's face. Indeed, her face was flushed.

Clarie Scott got off the bed in a hurry and opened the door to the room next door.

In the darkness.

She reached out to push Dempsey Wilson's arm. The moment she touched his arm, her hand was fiercely grabbed by the man. She couldn't help but cry out in pain.

Soon after, the pain in his arm lessened, and in the darkness, a man's hoarse voice could be heard, "What is it?"

"Do you have a thermometer at home? Emma seems to have a fever. " Clarie Scott was still pressing on the wrist that she had been pinching painfully with. In that instant, she felt as if her bones were about to be crushed by this man.

Dempsey Wilson heard that his daughter was sick and sat up on the bed. Through the light from the corridor outside the door, he saw his daughter still pressing on her wrist.

"Sorry, is it still painful?" Dempsey Wilson suddenly lowered his voice and asked her.

Clarie Scott glared at him resentfully as she walked out of the room.

What was this man doing? He merely reached out to push him, yet he already looked like he was about to kill someone.

Dempsey Wilson followed her and walked out quickly. He grabbed her wrist and saw that when he squeezed, a red circle was almost formed: "Later, apply some medicine, I didn't do it on purpose."

Clarie Scott quickly withdrew her hand from his palm. "No need. Let's take a look at our daughter first. You should go and find a thermometer."

Dempsey Wilson's deep eyes stayed on her face for a second, then he turned around and went to find the medical kit that was kept at home.

After a while, Dempsey Wilson came over with a thermometer. After giving Xiao Budian a dose, he already had a fever of 39 degrees.

"Why would I suddenly have a fever?" Dempsey Wilson was worried as he watched his daughter's hot body, blushing, and breathing heavily.

"Maybe she's cold, or maybe she's eating something that's on fire. We have to take her to the hospital immediately." Clarie Scott was also very anxious. In the past, she always prepared antipyretic drugs at home, but now that the environment had changed, she did not prepare any drugs at all.