With a bang, Abigail put the plate that was in her hands on the table and fiercely spoke up.
As this matter was related to Maddox, Jarold couldn't remain calm. Even if his daughter lost her temper, he couldn't help but ask.
"What the hell is going on? I came here to wait for Sebastian, but why is he not here? You have to make it clear," Jarold asked.
The lively atmosphere became gloomy in an instant. No one had the desire to eat at the table. The dining room immediately became quiet, and only the boiling pot of fondue was bubbling.
Vera saw that the potato slices that she had thrown in the pot had become soft and she really wanted to get them. However, she did not dare to do so in this situation. She could only endure it.
After a long while, Minerva finally spoke.
"He is in the hospital."
Jarold's breathing quickened. He shortly stood up, "The hospital? Why did he go to the hospital? What's going on?"
At first, he thought that Maddox wasn't here and that he had gone out for a while. That's why he had spent time to sitting down and accompanying them for dinner. However, now that he heard that he was in the hospital, he was not in the mood to eat anymore.
"Baldrick, stop eating. We're going to the hospital."
However, Abigail stopped them concurrently.
"Don't waste your time! You all can't do anything even if you all go to the hospital at this moment. It's not a big deal that your grandson is in the hospital. It's just that his memory was stimulated and he fainted when he couldn't stand it, so he is resting in the hospital. Is there any problem?"
When he heard Abigail say that Maddox's memories had been stimulated, Jarold paused for a moment, and his gaze brightened.
"Did that mean that... his grandson, Maddox, was going to regain his memory?" He thought to himself.
All of a sudden, Jarold felt like a part of his heart was missing. He pondered to himself, "Maddox hadn't recovered his memories yet and was already resisting him. After he regained his past memories, wouldn't it mean that he would become even more indifferent towards me?"
"However, how did his memories get stimulated? Hadn't it always been fine? He didn't react too much even when he saw Minerva," he thought.
"What's with your reaction?" Abigail stood up. Then, she stared at Jarold with her arms crossed in front of her chest, "Are you worried that he'll abandon you and leave you after regaining his memories? I would like to advise you that if you're always too stubborn, you'll lose many things. It's been so many years. If you still haven't repented, then I'm really speechless."
There was a strange silence in the living room.
Meanwhile, in the hospital.
"Uncle Sam, if Daddy doesn't wake up for the whole night, do we need to stay here the whole time?" Beanie asked.
After listening to his words, Sam thought of something and glanced at him,
"Young Master Beanie, are you tired? Shall I call your mommy on the phone so that she can bring you back home?" He suggested.
Hearing this, Beanie shook his head right away and refused.
"No, I want to stay here and wait for Daddy to wake up," he replied.
After that, he thought of something. He gazed at him seriously with his eyes wide and spoke, "Uncle Sam, can you not call me Young Master Beanie?"
Sam was startled, "Why?" "I know that you treat Daddy very well, so you can just call me by my name. My name is Beanie."
He didn't dare to call him Beanie as he was Young Master Yardley's son.
"Uncle Sam? This is my only request, is it okay?" Beanie pointed out.
Looking at the boy's face, as well as his cute and expectant expression and tone, Sam realized that... he really had no way to refuse. He nodded and uttered a word from his throat.
"Alright."
Beanie suddenly opened his mouth wide, revealing a row of clean and white teeth. "Uncle Sam, please call me now."
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