Spoil Me More, Dear Huaband

Beauty Garden.

Tess Baker stumbled a bit as she got out of the car.

“What’s wrong?” Bowen Carter scrambled to hold her up, somewhat bemused.

Tess Baker pushed him away, “It’s fine.”

She licked her dry lips and groggily headed inside Beauty Garden.

The little one frowned a little and da-da-da-da-da’d after her.

Aunt Zhang came to the hall when she heard the car ringing and asked, “Tess, why do you look so bad? Are you not feeling well?”

“It’s okay, just rest.” Tess Baker drifted a little on her feet, “Mike, get over here and help me.”

“Oh.” The little one answered and hurried over.

But Bowen Carter beat him to her and held her up.

Tess Baker didn’t like his touch, but it was so hard at the moment that she didn’t push him away and let him help her into the room.

“I’m going to lie down for a while, so you guys go ahead and get out.” Tess Baker’s headache was so bad she pressed hard on her brow.

Bowen Carter’s pupils reflected her pale face and his brows furrowed, “Where’s the discomfort, you tell me.”

He was fine when he went out, how did he suddenly become like this?

Tess Baker ignored him and lay on her side, her back to him.

“… you get some rest.” Bowen Carter always felt a sense of powerlessness when confronted with her. He carried the little one, who was trying so hard to get to the bedside, out and closed the door.

The little guy tilted his head and glared at him, furious, “Why won’t you let me stay with Mommy?”

“My woman doesn’t need your company.” Bowen Carter walked around him and headed downstairs. Tess Baker wanted to rest and her son was bothering her too much in his room.

The little guy followed behind him, curling his lips and saying, “Why are you even jealous of your own son?? Daddy, I see that Mommy is very uncomfortable, why don’t you take her to the hospital?”

Bowen Carter came to an abrupt stop and the little guy bumped into him, “Is that meat growing on you? Why is it so hard?”

He covered his little nose, tears coming out of his eyes.

“Does it hurt?” Bowen Carter crouched down and frowned at the little guy, but couldn’t do anything about it. How could such a small human be so weak that it hurt to bump into him?

The little guy deflated, aggravated, “Ouch-”

Bowen Carter didn’t say anything, and only after a long time did he ask seriously, “Do we have to go to the hospital?”

“…” the little guy rubbed his nose and grunted, “It’s Mommy who should go to the hospital, why don’t you take her there?”

Bowen Carter, “You think she’ll let me take her to the hospital?”

The little one was silent.

“I’ll call the doctor, but in a minute you’ll have to tell your mommy you called.” Bowen Carter said as he looked at the face that was carved from the same mold as his.

He’s actually jealous of his son, who is a thorn in Tess Baker’s side, but her son is the apple of her eye.

The little guy cocked his head and rubbed his neck in confusion, “If you called the doctor, just say you did, why would you lie to Mommy?”

“She won’t cooperate if she knows I hired the doctor. Think about what you’re going to tell your mommy later, and don’t spill the beans.” Bowen Carter finished and went downstairs to call the doctor.

The little one’s head drooped, how come the world of grown-ups is so complicated?

…

The doctor came over in but half an hour or so, panting as he arrived, a layer of sweat on his head. He stood by the bed and asked Tess Baker, “Where do you … you feel uncomfortable?”

“I’m fine.” Tess Baker glanced past the doctor at Bowen Carter, then looked faint and withdrew her gaze.

Hearing this, the doctor is a little embarrassed and subconsciously looks to Bowen Carter.

Bowen Carter didn’t make a sound, just gave the little guy a wink.

The little guy nodded his head to show that he knew, then took his short little legs and came over to the side of the bed, “Mommy, you look so bad, oh, it’s better to see a doctor.”

Without waiting for her to speak, he said pathetically, “What would I do with my sister if anything happened to you?”

Tess Baker knew that the little one’s pitiful look was intentional, but she still couldn’t stop her heart from hurting. She stroked the little one’s head and doted, “I just have a little headache, don’t worry.”

“Doc, my mommy’s got a little headache, she couldn’t even walk when she got out of the car today.” The little guy immediately turned his head to talk to a cry.

The doctor nodded and asked several more questions, and when it came to Tess Baker’s lack of cooperation, just a little pout from the little guy worked better than anything else.

While this was going on, the little fellow was still fooling around with Bowen Carter, showing off how much he was favored with Tess Baker, and the more Bowen Carter blushed, the more he fooled around.

“Grandma Master Carter is still in her monthly period, she will have a headache because of the wind, it is better not to go out during the monthly period.” The doctor carefully instructed some precautions during the monthly period, and then signaled Bowen Carter to go out with him.

Bowen Carter closed the door gently and joined the doctor in the living room.

Aunt Zhang made two cups of hot tea and placed them on the table, had another fruit plate prepared, and then stood behind Bowen Carter.

“Just say what you have to say.” Seeing the doctor’s desire to speak, Bowen Carter frowned.

The doctor’s behavior made him feel a little uneasy and agitated inside, and he picked up the tea and took a sip absentmindedly. The tea was so hot that it instantly scalded his skin and his mouth went numb.

“Then I’ll be straightforward.” The doctor weighed his words, “Grandma Master Carter’s body isn’t very good, so rest well during the monthly period and don’t go around in the wind, or else you’ll fall into some kind of sickness, which can’t be cured.”

When he said that, he paused for a moment, as if he wanted to say something, but got in the way of something and didn’t.

Treating Tess Baker’s body in a way that Bowen Carter wouldn’t dare to be ambivalent about, he asked in a cold voice, “What else?”

“… At the risk of sounding presumptuous,” the doctor dwelt for a moment before asking cautiously, “is the relationship between you and Grandma Master Carter . . not very good?”

Bowen Carter’s thin lips were tightly mined and the air pressure around him was low.

The doctor smiled sardonically, “If it’s not convenient to say …”

“It’s not not good, it’s very bad.” Bowen Carter interrupted, picking up his cup of tea and taking another sip, the physical pain helped him feel better inside, “We’re at odds with each other, she wants to leave, I’m partial to staying. What does that have to do with her health?”

Aunt Zhang was frowning as she watched, the tea was so hot, couldn’t Mr. feel it?

“It’s true, women are susceptible to depression after giving birth, in addition to when they’re pregnant.”

The doctor carefully observed his face and said slowly, “When a person is depressed, it affects the secretion of some hormones, which in turn affects the person’s immune system … I won’t tell you about these specialized knowledge, I mean … ”

He talked a whole lot of shit and didn’t dare get to the point.

“You mean you want me to leave her alone for a while?” Bowen Carter hit the nail on the head.

The doctor nodded sardonically, his spine taut, the sweat on his forehead not sure if it was from the lack of previous or new.