Fell in Love With You in the Wrong Time novel Chapter 398

Calvin led Wynnie out of Hyatt Hotel.

She grabbed onto him to rest. “Calvin, I..."

Calvin reached out his hand and brushed it across her pink lips. With a smile, he said, “I didn't say all that for the sake of my own pride. Wynn, I've known you like me for a while now.”

“You're not upset?” She stared at him.

“You’re already married to me. What is there to be upset about? Darling, don't fret about this. Just remember that even if you turned into a villain, I would still love you.”

Wynnie laughed.

She tiptoed, hooked her arms around his neck, and gave him a peck on the cheek.

“Calvin, I love you so much! Thank you for loving me all these years,” she said sweetly.

“You fool. Why do you need to thank me for loving you?” He wrapped his arms around her. “We're husband and wife. That means we stick together through thick and thin. I don't love you because I want you to thank me. One day, we will both grow old. As long as I have you beside me, I know I'll be fine.”

Wynnie was touched. “Calvin, you're amazing. How come your son never took after you?”

Calvin was speechless.

“Can you not bring up that disappointment?” he asked in frustration.

Wynnie chuckled. “Okay. Let's not talk about that anymore.”

“Come on. Let's go home,” said Calvin with a smile.

“Carry me,” she pleaded.

Calvin's thin lips curved upward as he carried Wynnie to the car.

At this moment, Hannah Tate came walking out of Hyatt Hotel with a gloomy expression on her face.

Kelly was following behind with her head lowered.

They both watched Calvin carry Wynnie into the car and go off happily.

Hannah clenched her fists as jealousy and admiration flashed through her eyes.

Kelly frowned lightly. “Mom, what's wrong?”

“Nothing.” Hannah was not in a good mood. “Call Leonard right now. I need to ask him what he plans to do!”

“Mom, I already told you he and I are over.” Kelly was getting a headache.

Hannah turned around and asked coldly, “Is Felicia his daughter or not?”

Kelly was stunned.

Seeing that, Hannah narrowed her eyes.

It was a rhetorical question. The child was definitely his.

That night, at the hospital, Kathleen did her rounds, and eventually, she reached Samuel's ward.

He was busy looking at his laptop.

She went over and closed it shut.

Tensing her beautiful face, she said, “Mr. Macari, do I have to set a bedtime for you?”

Samuel curled his thin lips. “If they offer those services here, then sure.”

“You must not want your hands anymore. Why don't I chop them off for you?” Kathleen glared at him.

Samuel leaned back slightly, then laid down.

Coolly, she stated, “Samuel, I have to tell you that getting adequate sleep will help your injuries recover faster.”

Samuel nodded.

Kathleen pursed her lips. “Go to bed then.”

“Are you leaving?” He grabbed her hand.

“I'm working the night shift,” she replied.

“Oh.” Samuel still hadn't let go of her hand. “Don't work too hard.”

Kathleen laughed. “If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't be having such a hard time, and I mean that in multiple ways.”

Samuel could hear the complaint in her tone. “I'll listen to you from now on."

“We'll see. If you don't, then this will be it for you. I won't be giving you any more chances,” she said firmly.

“Does that mean you're willing to give me a chance?” Samuel's dark eyes lit up.

“Let go of my hand. I have work to do.” She frowned.

However, he responded by tightening his grip. “Kate, are you really willing to give me another chance?”

“You're such a nag!” Kathleen pulled out her arm and barked, “Go to sleep!"

“Okay.” Samuel nodded.

Kathleen turned off the lights in his ward. Before leaving, she turned on the small night light by the bed.