He Clings to Me Every Night

Chapter 593: Chapter 593: Scared to the point of turning pale

With the Master forgetting her, Bella Thompson thought it had its pros and cons.

Although he does not recognize her as a family member now, everyone could thus forget about the unpleasant past.

If she were to be constantly scrutinised by him, the disadvantages would outweigh the advantages, and it would compromise her and Matthew Marshall’s ability to live in the Marshall family home.

The most important thing now is to re-establish a good relationship with the Master, gain his trust, and to replace the positions of Daniel Marshall and Olivia Jenkins.

She hoped that the Master would appreciate Matthew, change his mind, and hand over the Marshall Corporation to Matthew.

It would be best if she could persuade the Master to drive Daniel and Olivia out of the Marshall Family.

With these beautiful wishes in mind, Bella cooked a pot of congee with scallop and lean meat for the Master, took Matthew with her, and visited the Master again at the RenewalCare Hospital.

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Seeing that Bella Thompson had arrived, Michael Marshall’s mood did not improve.

After he drove Olivia and Daniel away, his dad also told him to leave, he bought congee for his dad, but his dad would not eat a spoon. The maids tried to coax him, but he still refused to eat.

Bella Thompson gently patted Michael Marshall’s shoulder, and said considerately: “Husband, let me give it a try. With sincere treatment, I think Dad should respond and gradually change. We look after him, and we need to have more patience.”

Michael Marshall nodded, and accompanied Bella Thompson into the ward.

Bella Thompson had a slight smile on her face, looking very affable. Her voice was very gentle, as she persuaded in caring tone: “Dad, I brought the scallop and lean meat congee that you always liked. Let me feed you some.”

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“If you don’t eat, you can’t recover. You need to have good nutrition for a speedy recovery.”

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The Master simply stared at Bella Thompson and did not respond to her.

Bella Thompson thought Master was willing to have the congee. So she took a bowl, filled it with congee, and sat down in front of the Master’s bed.

Bella blew gently at the congee in the spoon, and then tried to feed it to the Master. As though coaxing a child, she told the Master, “Dad, be good. Open your mouth. Have some congee.”

But the Master still did not open his mouth, and looked cheekily at Bella Thompson like a naughty child.

Unexpectedly, the Master swiped his hand, and all congee was thrown onto Bella.

Suddenly, Bella was terrified and her eyes widened in shock.

Not only were her clothes stained, but her left hand was also burned red, causing unbearable pain!

Though she had a burn of anger inside her, Bella tried to suppress it, caring for the Master as if nothing had happened. She comforted him considerately, “Dad, we still have congee. I will serve it again for you. It’s fine. I will ask the maid to get you a new blanket.”

The Master snorted coldly like an angry child, clamping his lips shut, and refusing to communicate with anyone.

Seeing that, Michael felt sorry for Bella and asked her to go wash her hands and apply some medicine.

Swallowing her anger, Bella continued to fake her softness, “Husband, I’m fine. Don’t worry.”

Bella did not go to wash her hands, but just used tissues to wipe away the congee on her body and hand.

Then, she directed the maid to change the blanket.

Looking helplessly at his father, Michael sighed, “Dad, how about I feed you the congee?”

“Humph… I don’t want to see any of you. Go get Olivia back. I want her to feed me.”

Unpleasantly, Michael Marshall furrowed his brow, but he still tried to persuade,”Dad, please don’t make it difficult. They are all busy. Listen, it’s the same if we take care of you.”

Atden, Matthew also tried to coax, “Grandpa, it’s me, Ah Yun. Let me feed you.”

The Master lay down and closed his eyes, ignoring everyone.

Since the Master did not eat anything in the afternoon, and also was not having dinner, Michael was worrying a lot.