Faux Vows, True Desires novel Chapter 164

Patrick had a thing for fresh sea fish.

"Alright then."

Stefan agreed without missing a beat.

"Round up your brothers; see who's free to come along."

The more, the merrier.

Patrick suggested it with an ulterior motive in mind.

He wanted his other grandsons to see the lovey-dovey couple and ignite their desire to tie the knot, so they could end their bachelorhood sooner.

Stefan looked up at his grandpa. After a shared glance, Stefan got the hint and nodded.

After breakfast, Stefan personally drove Lucinda to the hospital.

Janice, surprisingly, had a sound sleep at the hospital last night. When she woke up in the morning, she was in a good mental state.

She even asked Ethan for a comb to tidy up her messy, long hair.

Ethan was over the moon, thinking she was back to her senses.

But his joy faded instantly when she called him "darling".

Janice had been mentally disoriented for over two decades. Even with her biological daughter back, she couldn't possibly snap back to normal right away.

Worse still, she might never recover.

"That girl from yesterday,"

Janice, frustrated with her long hair being difficult to comb, tossed the comb onto the bed and started talking about Lucinda.

"Mom, do you remember her?"

Ethan picked up the comb from the bed, sat behind her, and whispered, "Mom, let me help you comb your hair and pin it up, okay?"

Actually, it would be more convenient to put her long hair into a bun. But Ethan didn't know how to do that.

He thought pinning it up would be easier.

"Why do you keep calling me mom? Even if you're being naughty, don't keep calling me mom. Imagine our child growing up hearing you call me that, how embarrassing!"

Janice complained about her son calling her "mom" while he was combing her hair.

"If your mom heard that, she'd be upset."

Ethan sighed. "Mom, I'm your son, Ethan."

"Ethan is just a few months old. Where's the girl from last night? I really like her and want to be close to her. Can you help me find her? I want to be with her and be friends with her. Ever since I married you, I haven't had many friends. They're all jealous of me and refuse to be friends with me."

Even though she still couldn't recognize him and mistook him for his father, Ethan was happy that she talked so much.

"I'll have someone pick her up in a bit; is that okay?"

"Really?"

"Yes."

"That's great."

Janice seemed really happy.

"Where's the baby?"

She started looking for her doll again.

Ethan quickly handed the doll to her. She took it gently and said to Ethan while looking at the doll, "Nathan, our baby is very well-behaved, always looking at me without making a fuss."

"Baby, someone's coming soon. You have to behave, okay?"

Janice was talking to herself.

Then there was a knock on the door.

"It must be that girl. Nathan, quick, open the door."

Janice immediately urged Ethan to open the door.

Ethan had just finished combing her hair and was struggling to pin it up. He put down the comb and went to open the door, as she asked.

The one knocking was his personal bodyguard.