Attracted By My Ex-wife
Chapter 194 Just For The Child

After taking a few steps forward, Anne said, "I take care of him not because I love him, but because he's the father of my child. I don't want my child to tell others that he doesn't have a father." She then left the hospital, ignoring the surprised look on Rose's face.

It was then that Rose understood why Anne had always been cruel to Kevin. It was because Anne never liked him.

When she saw that Anne had left, a faint hint of regret could be seen in Rose's eyes, but she was also gloating inside.

"Kevin, you finally get what you deserve now," Rose said proudly.

As she saw Kevin get the cold shoulder, the sadness in her heart was swept away.

"Where is Kevin?" A voice with a sense of urgency came to be heard. When Rose turned around to see who it was, she found a middle-aged lady.

It was Selma. As soon as she heard that something had happened to Kevin, she rushed over from home. She expected to see Anne but was then welcomed with the sight of Rose. "Who... who are you?" Selma asked hesitantly.

"Nice to meet you. I'm Rose Luo, the vice president of L Group," Rose greeted with a smile.

She was very polite towards Selma. Every move she made was noble, not that she was doing it out of vain, but because she did it due to her undoubted respect.

"I see, you are the daughter of the CEO of L Group. But why are you outside Kevin's ward?" Selma pressed on with unease.

Although L Group was well-known internationally, it didn't make sense that Rose would have anything to do with Kevin's private affairs.

"I was staying at the Starry Hotel, right next to Mr. Kevin's room. The door was open when he had the accident. I happened to pass by," Rose explained lightly. All of a sudden, Selma was satisfied with what Rose did.

"Miss Rose, thank you. You are such a kind person." Selma was grateful.

She looked around the place but couldn't replace Anne. She frowned a bit.

"Are you looking for Anne?" Rose figured out by Selma's actions what she was doing, more so who she was looking for.

The frown in Selma's face was changed into an awkward smile as she said, "I'm sorry if I seemed mentally elsewhere."

"No, not at all. I've seen Anne before. She may be cold on the outside, but she actually is warm-hearted to people. I like her very much," Rose sincerely said.

However, Selma snorted, "She is always like this. It doesn't matter. What's important is that you saved Kevin, Miss Rose. I must thank you properly when I have the time."

"If you say so. You should see Mr. Kevin now. He's doing much better. You must be very worried about him," Rose said thoughtfully.

The quiet air in the ward was then filled with the sweet aroma of the porridge.

Kevin's eyes were closed. People didn't know whether he was really sleeping or pretending to be. He had a straight nose complementing his handsome face, but bore a cold expression. Selma sighed upon the sight of Kevin. They were getting further but then, she couldn't figure out what was going on inside his mind.

"Are you feeling better?" she asked immediately when she saw Kevin open his eyes.

"What are you doing here?" His voice was still cold.

"What are you talking about? I am your mother. Do I have no right to see if you're doing well?" she said sternly.

"I'm fine. You can go and leave now," Kevin told her to get lost.

Selma did not like that her son was pushing her away but she decided not to say anything. Kevin was sick and she was worried about him. Finally, she sighed and was about to open her mouth to say something, but she suddenly heard a commotion outside.

"Miss Rose, are you okay? Wake up."

Upon hearing that, Selma went out immediately only to replace Rose in an unconscious state being supported by her assistant.

Selma then noticed the paleness on her face.

"What's going on?" Selma was interrupted by the doctor when she was going to say something.

"Get out of the way. The patient has lost too much blood and needs to rest for the moment. Take her to the ward for a nutrient injection," the doctor instructed and hurriedly followed the person who was bringing Rose to a ward.

Selma was disoriented with what she witnessed.

"What the hell is going on?" Selma asked the person who took care of Kevin.

"Mr. Kevin was in urgent need of blood transfusion, but the blood bank didn't have enough in stock for him. Miss Rose decided to be his donor and fortunately, they were a match. It would have been a tragedy if she didn't do it. Miss Rose is indeed an angel in his life."

Selma hadn't heard the rest of his explanation as her mind was in someplace else.

When everything sank in, she asked, "You mean to say, Miss Rose saved Kevin by donating her own blood?"

Ecstatic, she stared in awe at the person who was looking after Kevin.

"Yes, yes. It's difficult to replace a match for Mr. Kevin's blood type. Miss Rose was an ideal match for him," the man said in confusion and looked at Selma, wondering why she asked that.

"I'm going to see Miss Rose. You have to take good care of her these days. If anything happens to her, I will come at you," Selma warned.

The man nodded in fear. "I understand."

Despite that, his eyes were full of doubts. Shouldn't he be taking care of his boss since he was sick?

Although Miss Rose did save Mr. Kevin's life, he didn't need to be so attentive.

"I'll be cooking porridge for Kevin and sparerib soup for Miss Rose by the way. Take care of her."

After saying that, Selma left in a rush, leaving the man perplexed.

A familiar fragrance faintly spread throughout the ward, which was the latest Chanel enchanting perfume that Rose wore.

She was wearing the hospital gown with her hair framing her face. The blue and white clothes were plain and ordinary but couldn't impair her sophisticated charisma.

"Hey, Anne, why are you here?" As she saw Anne visiting her, a hint of joy sparked in her eyes that she sat up in glee.

"This is porridge which can nourish your blood. Have a taste." The way Anne said it was flat.

But her action gave her away. Rose knew her intention and she was happy about it. "Oh, you care about me so much that you even cooked porridge for me. I'm touched by this." Rose's voice was soft, making people feel weak to their knees, but Anne didn't hate her.

Anne was used to Cherry's grandiosity, and she could tell at a glance that Rose was such a person.

But Anne still said sounding indifferent, "I made it for Kevin but turned out I cooked more than enough."

Anne scoffed in her defense, but Rose liked her nonetheless.

"So you do care about Kevin." When Rose said that, her eyes were glinting brightly.

Anne was standing next to her. One of them was apathetic, as cold as the winter, while the other was very warm and welcoming like the spring.

"I don't care about him. I'm just concerned and afraid that the baby's father will die," Anne said calmly.

She felt very strange. She usually avoided getting into arguments with others, but she couldn't help it when it came to Rose.

Looking at Rose's carefree appearance, Anne thought maybe her mood varied depending on who she was faced with.

"Oh, you don't have to lie." Rose pouted and saw the change in Anne's expression. She lowered her head at once and ate her porridge quietly.

"Rose?" Hearing the familiar voice, Rose frowned. She knew that it was Selma.

They just met once but Selma was acting all too familiar with her.

"Hello, auntie," she welcomed her as she put aside her strange feelings.

"Anne, what are you doing here?" Selma asked with a bitter tone. Anne turned to her and was surprised.

"I came to see Miss Rose. I'm going to leave now and have you two enjoy yourselves," Anne announced without a care. She didn't want to stay longer in the same space with Selma. "What's with that attitude towards me?" Selma raised her voice and stared at Anne, wishing to drive her out.

"We don't seem to have anything to do with each other. It's none of your business that I came to see my friend." After saying that, Anne looked at Selma coldly.

"Well, auntie, don't bother to spark trouble with Anne. Anne, you should be going now. I have something to talk with auntie." Rose was still being kind.

"What brings you here, auntie? Is something wrong with Mr. Kevin?" Rose asked.

Selma shook her head, "No, it's just that I'm really grateful for what you did, that you donated blood for Kevin. I made a soup for you. I hope you can recover as soon as possible." Selma held Rose's hand and the more she looked at Rose, the more she liked her.

"I appreciate your concern, auntie. But why do you seem to dislike Anne?" Rose pressed as she had her doubts.

Selma grunted, "She was not taught well since she was a kid, and she has no respect for elders, so I don't like her."

She bluntly reasoned out.

"Oh, I see." Rose was lost in her thoughts.

"Let's not talk about others. So tell me, are you engaged?" Selma was intrigued.

"Well..." Rose did not take it well that she was probing into her private life. It was a personal matter for her and she did not want to answer it.

But she had to be kind and respectful to the elders. She contemplated and answered, "My mom was cool with it and never pressured me. But she's a little anxious in these coming years since I'm not getting any younger,"

she mumbled. Her meek appearance turned into a curious one as she saw the surprise on Selma's face.

"Well, how about my Kevin?" Selma was growing fond of Rose with each second passing by, and that was why she felt that she had to ask.

"Auntie, you're funny. That was a good joke. Anne is such a good girl. Are you going to force Kevin into marrying someone else?" Rose smiled.

Selma replied nonchalantly, "They're divorced and I don't like her anyway. She's not suited to be the daughter-in-law of the Fu Family. It should be someone who has a noble temperament like the ones from upper class, well-educated, and gentle, just like you."

Rose was pleasured with her remarks. Everyone liked to be praised, but Kevin was not her type. She might be attracted to his looks, wealth, and ability, but she didn't want a man with a child. "Auntie, Mr. Kevin and I are just friends. We're not that familiar with each other too." What Rose meant was that they could talk about it later.

Selma didn't get her implication. She thought she was being shy, so she retorted quickly, "Don't worry. It doesn't matter. You can go on a date when you're free, or have a visit to the Fu Family house. I will treat you well, dear."

Rose nodded at her offer, grinning.

Just then, Selma stood up and said, "I'm sorry. I have something else to do. I have to go now."