Unconscious Husband: Meet Her Love In Silence
Chapter 992

Undaunted, she hoisted Melon upon her back and walked the short distance, a mere hundred meters

or so.

As Melon nestled against her shoulder, he spoke with innocence,

“Mommy, oh Mommy, why do the stars seem so few tonight? Could it be cloudy tomorrow? Mommy,

can we whip up my all-time favorite strawberry pie tomorrow? And how about we continue the saga of

the little raccoon tonight?”

An unbroken chain of whys tumbled from Melon’s lips, and Ariana answered each with unwavering

patience.

Amidst this, Melon threw a curveball, “Mommy, how many days have gone by? When will Daddy call

us? It’s been an eternity!”

Ariana lapsed into silence briefly, conjuring up a reassuring smile as she responded, “In a tick, baby.”

But appeasing Melon was no mean feat, and he pressed on, “What in the world does in a tick mean,

Mommy?”

“Give him a few more days,” Ariana’s tone revealed a tinge of helplessness.

“Just a bit longer, and Daddy will be giving you a call.”

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Saying this, she ruminated over replaceing a fresh and permanent approach to tackle this situation.

Melon’s next question threw her for a loop, “What’s Daddy’s digits?

I want to memorize them to recognize them when they flash on the screen.”

Ariana hesitated for a moment, mulling over the pros and cons. Not telling him could raise suspicion,

and it wouldn’t hurt for him to have the number. With that, she recited the phone number Theodore

used.

Stride by stride, parent and child repeated the sequence of numbers on their way home.

Soon, they reached the house, and Melon scampered off to freshen up on his own.

Fatigued, Ariana took a shower before attending to a few professional errands.

With most of the tasks squared away, Ariana realized Melon hadn’t come out yet.

He’d typically be done washing up and glued to her side by now. But an eerie stillness prevailed

instead.

Ariana ventured into Melon’s room and peeked in, only to replace him softly weeping under the covers.

“What’s the matter, sweetheart?” Ariana hastened over, lifting the blanket and uncovering a teary-eyed

Melon clutching the Landline phone.