Unconscious Husband: Meet Her Love In Silence
Chapter 1200

“I mean... you...” Ariana stammered, her words faltering as she struggled to convey her thoughts. She then gestured towards Mitchel and herself, tracing a heart shape in the air before shrugging.

Observing Ariana’s hesitant gestures, Mitchel chuckled softly and gently turned her face toward him. He wore a warm smile as he reassured her, “Don’t overthink it. My mother gave you the bracelet probably just because she Likes you and Melon. There's no other meaning behind it.” Ariana sighed in relief and patted her chest, saying, “Phew, as long as there's no misunderstanding.” Afterward, she turned her attention to Melon, engaging in playful interactions with him. Unbeknownst to her, she failed to notice the faint fading of Mitchel's smile and the tinge of melancholy in his eyes.

Upon dropping Ariana off at her home, Mitchel embarked on a solo trip to procure groceries and daily necessities for her. He meticulously arranged these items in her house, imparting important instructions and emphasizing the necessity of reaching out if any issues arose regarding her injury. After tidying up her residence, he finally departed from her villa.

ninja.com Standing at the doorway, Melon and Ariana watched Mitchel's car recede into the distance. Melon clung to Ariana’s arm affectionately, declaring, “Mitchel is really nice. If I didn’t have a dad, I'd agree to have Mitchel as my dad.” Ariana hadn't yet responded when Melon adopted a serious tone, continuing, “But I do have a dad, and he’s really good to me.

Mommy, you can't like Mitchel.” Ariana was momentarily taken aback but quickly grasped that Melon was talking about Holden. She playfully tapped Melon's head and teased, “What? Just a few phone calls, and he’s already your great dad? How shallow.” Melon, feeling the weight of unspoken sentiment, absently rubbed his forehead. In his heart, he knew it wasn’t just a matter of phone calls. His dad was remarkable, especially considering his unwavering support during summer camps.

But this was a cherished secret among them. He had promised not to tell Mommy.

Ariana sighed, her love palpable as she knelt and affectionately ruffled her son's hair.

“Kids shouldn't utter such things. It could bring trouble, maybe even involving the police.” “That won't happen. The police are the good guys; they protect us,” Melon assured, making a silly face and sticking out his tongue before bounding off to explore the realms of a picture book, content in his own world.

Ariana, left helplessly shaking her head, turned her attention to her computer, ready to immerse herself in work.

During the period of Ariana’s convalescence, the kindergarten had also announced a pool the (1 commeremértal classes.

However, time raced by swiftly, and it was now the eve of Melon's inaugural day at kindergarten, with Ariana’s injuries well on their way to healing.

Ariana decided to celebrate Melon's impending kindergarten journey.

She extended invitations to a gathering of friends at their villa Sonia and Sara park then’ As the day Onfdlded, they congregated, enveloping Melon in a shower of affection. Melon, overflowing with delight, frolicked with Sonia and their companions, his arms cradling a bounty of gifts.

The joy radiating from these cherished friends filled him with profound happipeg{Suiroreplaceed by people INKS him, Melon basked in contentment, yet a subtle sense of longing lingered.