Flash Marriage to a Stunning CEO (Alistair and Richard)

Chapter 170 Mabel Was Discharged

Alistair lay on his side, one arm folded beneath Caroline's head, serving as her pillow. Her long hair spilled over his arm, cool to the touch, smooth as silk.

He absentmindedly played with a strand, winding it around his fingers like it had wrapped around his heart. And he didn't mind. He could've stayed there forever. "How's Mabel doing?" he asked.

“She says she's fine. Kept insisting on being discharged today,” Caroline murmured, her fingers tugging idly at the collar of his pajama top. "But I didn't like how pale she looked, so I made her stay another day."

Alistair kissed her forehead and pulled her closer. "Sleep."

Caroline obediently shut her eyes and then opened them a few seconds later. "Babe, aren't you forgetting something?"

He chuckled, "Good night, sweetie."

Now she could sleep peacefully. Without those words, the day would've felt incomplete.

*****

The next morning, after dropping Eloise off at school, Alistair

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went with Caroline to the hospital.

Just like she said, Mabel didn't look great. Still, she waved off their concern like it was a pesky mosquito. "I'm fine," she said, already annoyed by the hospital smell. "I smell like rubbing alcohol. I need to get out of here."

The test results confirmed nothing serious, and with both the hospital and the Ashbourne family's private medical team clearing her for discharge, Caroline finally gave in to what she called Mabel's "nonsense."

"Go to work, Caroline," Mabel said, brushing them off. "Let Alistair take me home. The way you two are hovering, people will think I've got days left to live."

Caroline's face darkened. "Grandma! Don't talk like that again."

Mabel looked amused by her outrage. She burst out laughing, wrinkles bunching up around her eyes like a mischievous schoolkid. "Come on, you two looked so grim. I was just trying to lighten the mood."

"Well, it's not funny," Caroline snapped. "Don't say things like that again."

her tongue and turned to Alistair. "See

kept it light. "Mabel, no

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you around for a

car while Caroline gave strict instructions about

"You're not even thirty and already nagging like a sixty-year-old. I'm

Manor, Mabel refused to lie down another second.

whose name no one seemed to know. A breeze rustled the leaves overhead while she and Alistair sat beneath its

feet. He absentmindedly petted the dog, half- listening, half-enchanted,

but she came out soft-skinned and pretty as a doll. Some people say beautiful kids don't grow up to stay beautiful, but I never once worried about that

resting on the arm of her chair,

never get enough stories about

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day one. And smart, too. Fast learner. She

a prodigy, and I wouldn't

think she's a genius

truly regretted never getting to see her outsmarting

used to wonder what kind of man would ever be worthy of

Alistair flushed.

you first met me, were you disappointed? I must not have

of thing is that to say? If anyone dared speak poorly of you, I'd be the first one to shut it down. You and Caroline? You're a perfect match-smart, good-looking, meant

as she recalled how stunned she'd

home. Everything

chair

they're about to

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took his hand. "Alistair, you

he said,