Unconscious Husband: Meet Her Love In Silence by Ken Slaner

Chapter 1081

They chatted for a while, catching up on each other’s past experience.

Realizing that she had left Melon alone for a while, Ariana exchanged numbers with Judy, promising to

reconnect soon.

Back in the banquet hall, Melon sat alone, his gaze Lingering on the tantalizing spread. However, due

to health reasons, he couldn’t partake.

Catalina, spotting the lonely child, felt her heart soften.

Approaching him, she inquired gently, “Why are you all by yourself?

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And where’s your mother?”

Melon, with impeccable manners, replied, “I accidentally spilled juice on my Mommy’s dress, so she

went to freshen up.”

Catalina noticed Melon’s longing glance at the food but his resistance to touch any.

“Aren’t you having any?” she asked.

Melon responded with a sigh, “I’m unwell, and there are many foods I can’t eat.”

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Compassion swelled in Catalina’s heart.

“Well, let me help,” she said kindly.

“There must be something here you can enjoy. Come with me.”

“Thank you, Mrs. Chadwick,” Melon replied with appreciation. However, his brow furrowed slightly as

he added, “But Mommy told me to stay put. She might get worried if she doesn’t find me here.”

“We won’t be far, and I’ll ensure someone lets her know you’re with me,” Catalina reassured him.

Catalina whispered to one of her aides to locate Ariana and apprise her of Melon’s whereabouts. She

then guided Melon to a more secluded part of the hall.

But upon entering, Catalina’s heart sank. There, reclining on a chaise lounge, was Rodney, attempting

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to take a brief respite from the evening’s festivities.

Catalina’s internal alarm bells began to ring. All she could think about was that this situation wasn’t

ideal at all.

With age, Rodney’s quirks had become more pronounced. He was notoriously impatient and had a

well-known aversion to young ones.

She quickly tried to steer Melon away, hoping to avoid any potential confrontation. But just as they were

about to retreat, Rodney’s once shut eyes opened.

“Hold on,” he commanded.

Caught in his gaze, Catalina hesitated, recognizing the intense scrutiny with which Rodney regarded

Melon. With a beckoning hand, Rodney motioned, and said, “Come closer.”

Catalina raised an eyebrow at her father’s peculiar behavior, given he never really liked kids.

She shot a concerned look towards Melon.