The Promise of Happiness novel Atalie and Samuel

Chapter 427 Medicine

Steven and the kids soon arrived at the hospital.

Fortunately, Natalie had already changed into a new set of hospital gown.

Otherwise, she would be so embarrassed that she would want to dig a hole and hide in it if the children were to see her in a disheveled state.

“Are you okay, Daddy?” Franklin asked as he lay beside Samuel. It was rare to see him being so obedient. “I heard you barged into the cold storage just to save Mommy. I feel so proud of you as your son.”

“Yeah.” The man’s lips tilted upward into a smile as he glanced toward Natalie affectionately. “I’ll protect her for the rest of my life.”

The latter’s heart melted at his words.

She knew very well that he wasn’t just sweet talking and that he meant every word he said.

He would definitely keep his words.

“Daddy, Daddy!”

Sophia got onto the bed as well and shoved a bag that was almost as big as her in front of her father’s face.

half an hour. I was worried that you would get bored so I brought lots of things for

up the bag and took out her gifts while explaining what they

sleep. There are pencils and paper so if you ever get bored you can draw with them. Here’s a nightlight too. You can press on it once when going to the toilet, so you don’t have to worry about falling anymore. I also brought some strawberry candies

gifts Sophia brought were things only a five-year-old girl would like, they were still carefully picked

was the thought that

and

these for me, Sophia. I really

them, Daddy. Uncle Steven said that

“He was talking nonsense.”

in displeasure, giving him a look that seemed to

latter’s jaw dropped at that. I’m

them to the hospital, but Sophia was taking her time picking out

someone who spoiled his daughter so much. All he could do was

Clayton

that since they were normally quite sophisticated with the ways of the world, they would bring something, especially Xavian. He was great at cooking, so she thought

about it, but they were still able to tell what she

Xavian hasn’t made any soup, aren’t you, Mommy?”

answered with

his tongue mischievously before he continued, “Not even soup made by God would work as well

talk nonsense in front of Samuel but saw that he was