My Second Husband novel Chapter 296

Amos's cell phone rang. Then, he got up and walked out.

Outside the door, Clint Zuckerberg had just arrived with breakfast. He handed it to Amos Granger and spoke.

"Yesterday, I checked out the place where Miss George and the Old Master were at. There is something strange there. I took some pictures. Here, have a look."

Amos took the phone and swiped through the pictures. Clint spoke again.

"President Granger, look here. You would miss it if you don't look at it closely. There are some shallow tracks here. Whoever did it had deliberately covered their tracks and left some heavy footprints behind. That was why there were still some traces left. According to Miss George, Old Master was the only one there, so why were there footprints behind him?"

"Anything else?" Amos asked.

Clint shook his head, "Sorry, we only have this clue. The person left only footprints. I've searched everywhere, but I couldn't find anything else."

"That's impossible!" Amos said, "Mountain trails are mostly the same. If the rain is the reason behind the footprints, I am pretty sure that the footprints would be found elsewhere too. You should check again. Remember to be careful and discreet." "Got it," Clint nodded. He turned around and was about to leave.

Amos suddenly said, "Oh, by the way, could you help me look for a restaurant that makes good chicken essences soup? Then send some over tonight."

Clint suddenly understood, "Is Miss George craving for it? Leave it to me. I'll make the necessary arrangements right away."

After sending Clint away, Amos walked back into the room. Eudora had finished drinking all of the soup and she let out a satisfying sigh as she rubbed her belly.

She felt as though she had been caught red-handed. She had good intentions, but she had to pay for it.

Amos was amused by her look, "Do you know what you look like now?"

Eudora George shook her head, "What?"

"A bulging frog."

Eudora was speechless.

She glanced at him angrily, pulled him over, and kissed him on the face, "You've been kissed by a frog, and now you're also a frog!"

Amos laughed, "It doesn't matter. I don't mind being a frog with you."

Eudora was at a loss for words. He was not angry at all.

After a moment of silence, Amos said, "Do you want to go out and get some fresh air?"

Eudora nodded, but soon she began to hesitate, "Am I disrupting your work?" "What's more important than you?"

Well, this guy was surely a smooth-talker. She had no way of winning against him.

Amos quickly found a wheelchair, carried her, and placed her into the wheelchair. Then, he brought her downstairs.

Although it was autumn, the sun was still shining brightly. The trees in the hospital were also lush. The breeze blew and the musky sweet smell of leaves filled the air.

Amos pushed her wheelchair. The more she thought about it, the more she thought of this incident as a blessing in disguise.

It was a pity that she had to stay off her feet for a period of time. Otherwise, everything would have been great.

Eudora spent the whole morning in the garden. As the sun approached its highest point, Amos brought her back to the room.

The two of them chatted as they walked.

Eudora sighed solemnly, "Amos, I realized that our family members are fated to end up in wheelchairs."

Amos smiled as he thought about it, "You still have the nerve to say that."

"Think about yourself back then."

However, the person in question was completely unperturbed, "Didn't I do that for you? You have no conscience."

Eudora rolled her eyes at him, "For me? Or because you were avoiding some other woman?" "Woman?" Steven Granger's voice suddenly piped up from behind. He seemed intrigued.