A Vengeful Ex-Wife
Chapter 420 Another Baby

James was shocked. He didn't understand why Maria thought that he was dying. He was obviously fine.

As if she had just realized something, Maria looked back at the man lying on the sickbed. He looked to be in his forties. She didn't know who he was.

"Mr. Xi, this is...?" asked the man standing opposite to James in confusion.

Casting a cold glance at the stunned woman, James replied, "This is my wife. I'm sorry, there must have been some misunderstanding. I'm going out for a while, please excuse me." After saying that, he took Maria's hand and led her out of the ward.

While being dragged forward by James, Maria looked back at the other man and shot him an apologetic smile.

Standing outside the ward, both Gary and Summer had seen what had happened just now, and were trying their best to hold back their laughter.

After pulling Maria out of the ward, James stopped and looked at her with dissatisfaction. "Tell me, why did you think I was dying?"

"You're all right?" Maria asked, still confused about what was happening.

James cast her an impatient glare. "Should I prove that I'm all right by carrying you home and throwing you on the bed right now?"

Gary and Summer were both equally taken aback.

The smiles on their faces faded, and they exchanged awkward glances, feeling embarrassed.

Realizing that James really was fine, Maria felt partly relieved, but partly annoyed that she'd gotten worked up over nothing. Glancing at the two assistants, she asked, "Then why did Summer say that you were covered in blood? And Gary told me that you would die in a few days!"

Hearing this, the two assistants simultaneously widened their eyes in shock. Summer stepped forward and said, "Maria, all I said was that Mr. Xi had a nosebleed."

Gary also hastily added, "And I thought you were asking about our client. He's the one who doesn't have many days left to live."

Maria was stunned. What was going on? She couldn't accept that she was the one who had made a mountain out of a molehill, so she took out her phone and pulled up her chat history with Summer. Sure enough, she hadn't exaggerated her words. "Summer, you really did say that," she said firmly.

Frowning, Summer took out her own phone and looked at her chat history with Maria.

To her surprise, she had indeed sent a message to Maria saying that James was covered with blood all over.

A wave of embarrassment flooded her.

Feeling at a loss as to whether to cry or to laugh, she apologized in a hurry. "I'm sorry, Maria. I was in such a rush that I typed the wrong words. What I wanted to say was that Mr. Xi had a nosebleed..." Perhaps she had been so absent-minded that she hadn't realized what she was typing.

Hearing her explanation, James kept silent.

"So, James just had a nosebleed?" Maria asked. How could there be such a coincidence? James had come to the hospital to visit a dying patient, and she had thought he was the one dying. "Yes," Summer replied awkwardly. She had never expected that she would make such a ridiculous mistake.

Out of the four of them, James was the most distressed. "The point is, I'm fine. I'll live a few more decades at least," he said firmly.

When his eyes met Maria's, a smile crept up on his lips. "Since you were so worried about me just now, I won't get mad at you for saying that I was dying."

Maria couldn't believe that she had been put in such an awkward position. She glared at Summer and asked, "Summer, did you betray me? Did you send the wrong message on purpose?" Summer shook her head like a rattle drum, feeling wronged. "Of course not! It was an honest mistake. I'm sorry, Maria. Please believe me. I would never betray you."

Taking the opportunity to hold Maria's hand, James told Summer, "Summer, as a punishment, you will be deprived of three months' bonus. I hope you won't make such a costly mistake again." "Yes, Mr. Xi." Summer was a little upset, but at least James hadn't gone so far as to fire her.

Maria pulled her hand out of his big palm and pretended to be indifferent. "Well, I'm busy. I'm leaving now."

James grabbed her hand again and said seriously, "Well, don't worry. I'm in good health."

"When did I worry about you? Stop being so narcissistic!" Maria retorted.

With a faint smile, James tucked her stray hair behind her ear and said, "Okay, okay. You're not worried about me. Let's go back." He would bring up this topic again later in the evening when they got home. Maria snorted and once again pulled her hand out of his grip. Then, she turned around, straightened her back, and stormed off arrogantly.

After she disappeared into the elevator, James glanced at Summer indifferently and said, "I'll cancel the punishment this time. But be careful in the future." If she hadn't typed the wrong words, he wouldn't have gotten the chance to witness Maria's concern for him.

It had shown him that he still had a place in her heart. Maria might have broken up with him and refused to talk to him, but she was just being stubborn out of anger.

Summer was overjoyed. "Yes! Thank you, Mr. Xi."

After getting into the car, Maria rubbed her temples and suppressed the urge to let out a long groan.

Why did she lose her composure like this whenever James was involved? If she had been in her senses and found out the whole story first, she wouldn't have made such a fool of herself in front of him. And she also wouldn't have let him have the satisfaction of thinking that she was still worried about him.

What a headache!

As soon as Maria returned to her company, she received a call from Augustine. Her heart skipped a beat as she answered the phone. "Grandpa, is there anything wrong with Bob?" "No." Hearing that, she breathed a sigh of relief and asked in a more relaxed tone, "What's up, Grandpa?"

"I want to ask you if you secretly gave birth to another child and left him in the park."

"What?" Maria's voice rose several octaves in surprise.

"You didn't?"

"What are you talking about, Grandpa?"

"Here's the thing. Charlotte and I went to the park for a walk today, and we found a baby there," Augustine explained. Maria didn't know whether to laugh or to cry.

Just because he had found a random baby at the park, he asked her if it was hers. "Grandpa, even if I'd really given birth to another child, I wouldn't have abandoned him in the park," she pointed out. Augustine nodded sagely, realizing that it made sense. "All right, then. Ask James to drop by when he is free and deal with it. It's a boy child, five or six months old. I just took another look at him. He doesn't look like you at all." Generally speaking, boys resembled their mothers more.

"Okay," Maria agreed. Why was her life so dramatic?

After hanging up the phone, she sent a message to James saying, "Mr. Xi, another son of yours has returned to you. He's in your grandpa's house now. Go there when you're free and deal with it." James was so confused that he sent nothing but a question mark in reply.

"Maybe it's really your illegitimate son this time. He has nothing to do with me. Grandpa found him in the park," Maria typed back.

Reading that, James pursed his lips in displeasure. Why did she suspect that it was his illegitimate child?

Didn't she have any confidence in him? Or did he look like a man who slept with countless women and planted his seeds everywhere?

Whatever it was, James had learned from his mistakes, so he hurried back to Augustine's house without any delay.

He looked at the baby who was sleeping peacefully with his eyes closed in the baby stroller, and then looked at his son, who was staring at him with his eyes wide open. After glancing between them a few more times, he finally came to the conclusion that the two children looked nothing like each other.

Pointing at the baby with his little finger, Bob said, "Brother."

"Brother," James echoed without thinking.

Hearing this, Augustine shot him a sharp look. "Is he really your son?"

Pinching the space between his eyebrows, James explained, "No. Maria and I don't have any plans to have a second child yet." And even if he did have another son, why would he leave him in the park? Augustine frowned and murmured, "That's strange. Whose child is this?"

After taking a look at the situation, James decided to arrange for someone to look for the baby's parents.

Before he left, he told his grandparents, "Don't pick up random children again, or Maria will keep misunderstanding me." Besides, the two of them were too old to take care of children. The most they could do was arrange a few more maids to take care of them.

"We don't just go around picking up children. This was the only baby we picked up," Augustine said innocently. "Bob was brought here by Maria herself.

We didn't replace him in the park." James left without saying anything.