Gluey Love Between Us
Chapter 2231

Henrick was speechless.

"Mom, my nose is broken. Don't you see that my face is covered with blood?" Henrick glared at his father resentfully.

Victor glared back fiercely.

Henrick pretended to be fine and looked elsewhere. After so many years, his father's aura was still the same as it used to be. A single glance from him could make people's legs go soft. Victor was speechless. If Henrick was scared, there was still hope!

"Dear, let's go back first." He couldn't bear to see his wife come to the hospital.

Eden looked at him and shook her head slightly. Although she did not know what was going on, she knew that her husband was very angry, which showed that the matter was unusual. "You go back. I'm here to take care of Ricky." No matter how hard she tried, she could not bear to see her son lying on the bed and remain indifferent.

Her son was in the wrong and deserved to be beaten. If he was beaten, it hurt her heart, but she had to endure it.

"Then I won't go back." Victor, who had always been competitive, turned around and sat on the chair beside him. Feeling a headache coming on, Henrick rubbed his forehead. Whoever left would have no time to think.

If he let his mother remain there, he would be a sinner.

At that moment, Josue, Dwayne, and Alma also came in.

Seeing Victor and his wife, the three of them greeted the couple.

"Mr. Alwynn, Madam."

Victor nodded slightly. Eden looked at them and smiled, asking them to sit down.

Henrick said, "Dad, Mom, you can go back. I'm not badly injured. I'll go home and rest after I leave the hospital tomorrow. Josue is here. He can take care of me."

"Eden, I can stay and take care of him," Alma also took the opportunity to speak up.

Hearing this, Eden glanced at her. "Alma, thank you, but as a woman, it's not convenient for you to stay and take care of him."

Thinking of Alma's feelings for Henrick, Eden didn't give her a chance to speak. She said directly, "Ricky, I'll take you out of the hospital now. When we get home, ask Adonis to come and give you the anti- inflammatory injections. I'll feel at ease if I can see you."

Boohoo, boohoo, boohoo...

Henrick was so excited that he was about to cry. His mother's love for him was back.

"Mommy, I love you!" Henrick was so happy that he danced with joy.

Everyone was speechless. Could it be that his soul had been changed?

Josue was also lost for words. "Mr. Henrick, pay attention to your character," he thought to himself.

Eden looked at Josue and said, "Josue, thank you for your hard work. Go and complete the discharge formalities for Ricky."

He smiled. "Please wait for a moment, Madam. I'll do it right away."

Watching Josue go out, Henrick looked away and saw Alma, who was a little reserved.

He slowly looked away. When he thought of how she had used him, there seemed to be a flame of anger burning in his heart.

He understood her suffering, but she did not understand his goodwill.

She didn't cherish their friendship, so he could only tear it apart with his own hands.

In the beginning, he was willing, but that ended in his ruthlessness.

In the end, Henrick followed his parents home.

Alma didn't even talk to him.

The matter of Victor beating up his son was widely spread in River City.

Lucian, Anson, Abigail, and Jasper put down their work and they all ran to Victor's house to scold him.

Victor had his own difficulties. His son had done something wrong. Could he still treat his son who had made such a big mistake kindly? Henrick would never remember it if Victor didn't hit him. Victor silently endured the scolding that Abigail directed his way.

She eventually became tired of scolding him and went upstairs to see Henrick with a distressed heart.

They chatted for a while before she left at ten o'clock in the evening.

Only Victor and Eden were left in the living room.

"Haha..." He smiled coldly and said, "We're really getting old. They're nagging more and more."

He looked at Eden and said, "Dear, Abigail has been nagging since she was young, and she's even more so now that she's older. Anson can stand her. I admire him."

Eden was better than Abigail; she said what she should say, and remained quiet when there was nothing to say.

She looked at him and saw that he had been scolded all night. In fact, he was also wronged. "Victor, Abby is distressed about Ricky. You should endure it tonight. They don't know your intentions, but I do." He smiled and praised, "You, my dear, are the most considerate."

On the second floor, on the far left was Henrick's room. It was decorated in gray and white, and the room was fashionable and magnificent.

Martin and Boris were sitting on the sofa not far away, watching Henrick sipping his soup.

Victor was really ruthless, and Henrick's mouth was full of wounds, so much so that he could only drink cold soup. Even doing that could make him cry out in pain.

Boris's eyes became bitter when he saw Henrick drinking his soup. He was also afraid of his uncle. How ruthless was he?

"Martin, keep him company. I feel uncomfortable looking at him."

Martin nodded slightly and said, "Okay, go and rest."

Boris said with a smile, "I'll go to the backyard to have a look. If Grandma and Grandpa aren't asleep, I'll chat with them."

Martin said, "Grandpa and Grandma go to bed at nine o'clock every day, and get up at six o'clock in the morning. You don't have to go there now. You can go there tomorrow morning." The two elders had lived a regular, scheduled life, and he was very familiar with them since he lived here.

"Okay, I'll go to sleep." Boris took a gloating look at Henrick and left with a smile.

Henrick put down the small bowl slowly, not caring about Boris' gloating at all. If he cared, he would lose.

He picked up a piece of tissue paper and wiped the corners of his mouth elegantly. Then, he looked at Martin with a mischievous smile.

"Martin, why don't you go back and accompany Gia now? Do you have something to ask me?"

Martin hit the nail on the head and stated sharply, "You like Alice."

"Haha..." Henrick couldn't help laughing, as he felt like he had heard a joke.

He and Alice were enemies now. How could they like each other?

"Martin, you're jumping to conclusions."

Martin looked serious and did not joke with him. He said calmly, "Last time, when Miss Klein came to our house, you looked at her with a particular gaze."

Henrick was stunned. He was such a coward that he didn't even want to face Martin.

He liked Alice? Was that the case?

He didn't even understand what love was.

He had thought that he liked Alma before, but he later found out that he was wrong. He didn't like Alma either.

What he liked was the little girl when he was a child, the one who smiled softly at him.

Wasn't that right?

At that time, what he liked most was Alma's gentle smile, which was as comfortable as a spring breeze blowing over his heart.

Martin stood up and looked at Henrick, who was still in shock. He said, "I've already said what I should say. I just don't want you to miss it, let alone Alice. Her heart and eyes are glued to you. She is truly in love with you, but you don't understand."

Martin was an experienced person, and he knew much more about love than Henrick did.

The look in Alice's eyes was exactly like that of his own when he hadn't found Gia in those years.