The Lawyer’s Romance in Law
Chapter 174 Who Said I Have to Take Care of You?

Chapter 174 Who Said I Have to Take Care of You?

"Grandpa, Elias joined us on a camping trip and got bitten by a snake. I'm terribly sorry. I had no idea there were snakes in that area..." Amanda's heart sank, weighed down by guilt. After all, Elias was Howard's beloved grandson, a treasure in his eyes.

"Well, things happen. Don't fret. It's just a minor inconvenience to endure for the sake of his woman and child," Howard reassured, his voice carrying a soothing tone. As long as Elias could reconcile with Amanda and bring their child back to the Winters Family, this minor injury would seem insignificant.

She stood there, momentarily stunned, as Howard took Aiden's hand without delay, addressing her directly. "Amanda, take care of Elias. After all, he got injured because of you. I'll take care of the child in your absence. Is that agreeable?"

"I-" Before she could utter a word, he had already taken Aiden's hand, ready to depart, completely unaware of the purpose of his visit.

"Aiden, would you like to come and play with me? My house is a big playground!"

"Okay! Let's go, Great-Grandpa!" Aiden's face lit up at the mention of something fun, eagerly clutching Howard's hand and leading the way to the door.

Amanda was left speechless. This little brat only cares about playing.

With Howard and the kid gone, she and Elias found themselves locked in a silent gaze. "Let's go. I'll help you replace a wheelchair," she offered, breaking the silence.

However, he promptly rose to his feet without hesitation. "No need. I'm not that delicate."

Defiantly, he started walking toward the door, but she swiftly caught hold of his arm. "Didn't you hear what the doctor said? They told you not to exert yourself too much. Why are you so stubborn?"

"The doctors enjoy scaring people like you, who are easily frightened. The wound has been treated, so it's not as serious as you think," he countered, determined to push forward.

With his long strides, he attempted to proceed, but Amanda walked beside him, draping his lengthy arm around her shoulders, bearing his weight on her slender frame. "Forget it. I'll support you," she muttered, her mood tinged with annoyance.

Elias smiled in response, choosing to remain silent. Leaning on her fragile body, they painstakingly made their way outside, step by step.

Little did they know, Howard had inadvertently done them a favor this time.

Instead of returning to Winters Estate, Amanda brought Elias back to Northern No. 1.

As they arrived home, Selina hurriedly opened the door, her surprise evident upon seeing their current state. "What happened to you two? Weren't you supposed to be camping with Aiden? Why have you come back so soon?"

Mr. Winters is leaning on Miss Bailey, their posture so intimate. Have they reconciled?

"It's a long story. Let us come in first," Amanda requested, feeling the strain of supporting Elias' weight. It almost seemed as if he purposefully burdened her.

"Oh, oh." Understanding dawned on Selina, and she quickly stepped aside, allowing them to enter.

Amanda took a deep breath and helped Elias settle onto the living room couch. She slumped down beside him, slightly panting and overcoming with weariness.

Observing her gasping for breath, he could not help but let out a light chuckle. "Already exhausted? How do you plan on tending to me?"

"Who said I have to take care of you? Now that we're back home, just rest properly. When it's time to eat, Selina will call you. You won't starve." She rolled her eyes at him, rising to return to her room. Having spent a restless night during their outdoor camping trip, she desperately needed to make up for lost sleep. However, Elias grasped her hand firmly and remarked, "Did you forget what my grandfather said at the hospital? I got injured because of you, so it's your duty to look after me."

"What do you mean you got hurt because of me? It was clearly for your son. What's the big deal, sustaining a minor injury for your child? You're a man; men shouldn't complain about pain." Amanda smiled faintly, using his ideology to render him speechless.

He froze there, unable to rebut. Just as he was about to respond, his phone buzzed, breaking the tension. She glanced at the screen and saw the caller ID displaying 'Natasha.' Another call from his first love? Elias glanced at the phone screen, a hint of impatience etching across his handsome face. Must this 'actress' be so persistent? Calling me every day as if she is truly my first love. Is it that necessary? Isn't she just in it for the money? Hasn't Lazarus paid her enough?

He answered the phone with an impatient tone, "Can you say everything at once? Didn't I tell you to replace Mr. Briggs?"

Amanda was taken aback by the man's attitude. Is this how he treats his first love?

She did not know what Natasha said on the other end of the line, but she noticed a slight change in Elias' expression. Speaking in a deep voice, he stated, "Hmm, understood. I'll give you a week off. Handle your matters and come back to work."

After ending the call, Amanda asked curiously, "What's wrong? Did something happen?"

Though she did not want to pry, Elias' shifting expression successfully piqued her curiosity. He glanced at her and replied, "Nothing significant. Natasha's grandmother passed away, and she requested some time off."

"Then... Aren't you going to her grandmother's funeral? People in such situations are usually fragile and need someone to lean on."

She understood that feeling all too well. When her mother passed away, not a single relative on her side was willing to step forward, and her deadbeat father was nowhere to be found. She could only rely on her so-called husband, Elias, who handled every aspect of her mother's funeral.

During that year of their secret marriage, she was grateful, despite his mistreatment, because he provided support during her most difficult and helpless moments, becoming the sole ray of light in her darkness Elias sneered. "Right now, she's just my subordinate, and I'm her boss. There's no need to be excessively friendly."

Amanda deliberately prodded, "Oh? Are you frustrated that the reconciliation is taking too long? If Natasha were to fall into your arms now, would you handle everything for her just like you did with my mother's funeral?"

Regret filled her immediately after saying those words. She did not want to act this way, but her resentment seeped into her speech, making her sound like a scorned wife in a melodramatic affair.

He was momentarily stunned, caught off guard by her words. Then, a soft chuckle escaped his lips. "Can I interpret this as jealousy on your part? Besides, I have no intention of getting back together with her, so why are you so anxious?"

Judging from her earlier remarks, it was evident that Amanda was growing increasingly anxious. Her gaze started to evade him, and she replied, "I'm not jealous. You're overthinking. Since you're so irritated and injured, why don't you replace your first love and let her take care of you? It'd be a perfect opportunity for you to bond."

At that, a displeased frown creased Elias' face. He asked, "Is that truly what you believe?"

He felt genuine frustration building within him as she persistently pushed him toward other women. Is she truly resisting me in this manner?