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Chapter 262
Ricky quickly tried to hide it. “Nothing…”
“Really?” Irene asked as she passed him his glass of water, clearly sounding doubtful.
Ricky averted his gaze, but soon came up with an excuse. “The logistics issue we had? It’s been resolved.”
Irene nodded. “You did well.”
“But you came up with that idea,” Ricky reminded her.
In fact, he was a little jealous. He must admit, their father had insight.
Even though it wasn’t one of Irene’s strengths, Lionel left Spencer Holdings in her care anyway, and she learned.
quickly enough to resolve a potential crisis.
“I’m not that older than you. Just keep your mind working, and you’ll surpass me in a few years,” Irene said
encouragingly the boy had matured considerably since Lionel’s passing.
Ricky flashed a rare smile. “Alright. Anyway, I think I’m fine here. You still have to take care of Tommy, don’t you?
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtYou should go.”
“Okay. Contact me anytime if something comes up,” Irene said as she stood. “Don’t forget your water.”
“I won’t,” Ricky replied, reaching out with his good hand.
Irene nodded and left the ward, closing the door behind her.
She then ran into Sheryl on the walkway, who was carrying boxes of food.
“Were you visiting Ricky?” she asked, happy to see her daughter.
Irene nodded, glancing at the food she was carrying. “You made those?”
“Of course,” Sheryl replied. “The food is as bland as it’s unwholesome here.”
Irene was surprised by how much Sheryl was caring for Ricky.
Did she now consider him her own son?
Sheryl seemed to read Irene’s mind, and gave her a tender look. “Jealous?”
Irene shook her head. “No. In the end, he’s still Samantha’s son.”
It couldn’t be denied that Samantha was the reason
Sheryl and Lionel’s marriage soured.
Sheryl, however, had long since gotten over it since Lionel’s passing, while Samantha received her just deserts for
her heinous deeds.
Ricky was just a child-he couldn’t have chosen his birth, and he wasn’t a bad person. Living with him more or less
made Sheryl care about him as well.
Moreover, Sheryl had lost a baby too, making her more sympathetic even though she still had Irene.
Still, Irene thought that Sheryl was reminded of her unpleasant past, and so said, “Don’t worry, Mom. I’ll take care
of you when you get older.”
“Oh, so petty even you’re a mother yourself now?” Sheryl smiled and gave Irene a gentle smack before asking,
“Are you leaving now?”
“Yeah,” Irene replied. “I’ve already checked on Ricky.
“Okay. You don’t have to worry about anything with me here, actually. Just take good care of Tommy,” Sheryl told
her.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmIrene nodded. “I’ll be going.”
“Yeah,” Sheryl waved. “Run along now.”
However, Irene was just about to when Sheryl suddenly remembered something and stopped her, “Wait-I’ve
actually thought about when you should get wed. What do you think about October, when the climate cools? I think
it’d be nice.”
Sheryl had actually asked others’ opinions about that, and all of them agreed that it was a good idea.
“I’ll keep that in mind,” Irene replied.
She was in no hurry since Tommy was still an infant and needed much care. Also, Isaac was busy with his family
issues, and the near future wasn’t a good time to tie the knot.
“I think we should do it earlier. I’m worried more things would pop up,” Sheryl said, hoping that they would tie the
knot-it meant one less thing to worry about, at least!
“I’ll discuss it with Isaac,” Irene replied.
Sheryl nodded.
Jimmy the chauffeur was already waiting for Irene when she stepped outside the hospital, and she got in, asking
casually, “Isaac sent you?”
“Of course,” Jimmy replied.
“Let’s go,” she said, leaning against the door