My Darling, My Dearest novel Chapter 232

Bill raised his hand to massage his temples and said weakly, "Don't do anything rash. I'm just saying that it's a possibility, but I'm not sure."

If Mark was wrongly accused, he would definitely get annoyed and make trouble.

Andy pondered over it for a moment. "I won't say that Mark did it on purpose or blame him for it. I'll just call Howard and ask him to look into this matter."

Whether it was an intentional plot or an accident, they could not just take it lying down like this.

In Andy's eyes, Howard was an unfit father.

Andy wanted to make sure that they got to the bottom of this.

After all, Bill's allergic reaction had been very serious. If Rachel hadn't saved him on time, Bill might have already been dead.

Andy had to find the cause of the allergic reaction so that he could prevent such a thing from ever happening again.

With a wave of his hand, Bill said, "Fine. Just don't put the blame on Mark without having any evidence." Andy knew that Bill was a passive man who didn't like confrontation.

But even if Bill didn't mind things like this happening to him, that didn't mean that Andy would let them go.

"Of course," he replied, already thinking about what steps he had to take next.

It was only then that Bill raised his head. As soon as he saw Rachel, he gasped in shock and subconsciously shrank back in fright.

Not knowing what was wrong, Rachel stared back at Bill, feeling a little awkward.

"Bill, it's okay. We all saw your face clearly," Andy said.

"I'm going to the bathroom," Bill announced with a dark expression, abruptly picking up his phone and getting up from the bed.

Andy laughed in his heart but didn't do anything to stop Bill. Once Bill was out of earshot, he turned his head and explained to Rachel, "He has always cared a lot about his appearance. Now that his face has red spots because of the allergy, he's upset that you saw him that way."

"Oh, that's all right. He will be okay in a couple of days," Rachel replied understandingly.

Andy then let out a big sigh and shook his head, much to Rachel's amusement. Just then, Howard entered the room.

As soon as he set eyes on Rachel,

he recognized her as Mrs. Fu.

After a short pause, he came to his senses and walked up to her. With a grateful smile, he extended his hand and said, "Nice to meet you, Mrs. Fu."

Rachel shook his hand and smiled back. "Hi, nice to meet you too."

"Thank you for saving my son yesterday! Thank you very much!"

"You are welcome."

"You're so kind. Once my son is discharged from the hospital, I will definitely treat you and Mr. Fu to a meal," Howard said with a big laugh.

In Rachel's eyes, this whole family seemed to be big on expressing gratitude.

Of course, there were a lot of patients and families who had thanked her in the past, but she was also used to seeing patients and families who were rude and ungrateful.

Andy even insisted on calling Bill, who was still in the bathroom, to formally thank her.

However, there was one little thing that bothered her. She was the one who had helped Bill, so why was Howard offering to treat Jack as well?

As soon as this thought entered her mind, Rachel became a little guarded. But on the outside, she smiled politely and said, "I was just doing my job. As a doctor, it's my responsibility to save lives."

Realizing that his words might have betrayed his true intentions, Howard merely smiled back in response and invited Rachel to have a seat.

Andy just observed the conversation without any expression on his face. After hesitating for a while, Rachel sat down again.

She had been intending to leave, but it wouldn't be polite to leave right after Howard's arrival.

Just as Howard took a seat, Andy asked, "What are you doing here?"

The look on Howard's face froze for an instant.

He felt like an invisible pressure had been placed on him. Despite how much time had passed, he still regarded the old man with respect and even a little fear.

No matter how powerful he was, he still felt like a little kid in front of Andy.

He quickly looked around, pretending to look for his son in this small room.

"Where is Bill? I don't see him." 'How dare he ask about Bill?' Andy grumbled to himself. The first thing Howard had done after coming here was chat with someone else instead of looking for his own son.

If Andy hadn't prompted him now, Howard might have not remembered Bill at all.

Howard was aware that in Andy's eyes, he was not qualified to be a father.

He just pretended to be a good father in front of other people.