Though her fingertips were chilly and her soft fingers stiffened, there was sweat dripping from her palm. It must have been caused by her anxiety and nervousness. He gripped her hand tightly, his fingers brushing gently at her palm.
He could only imagine how strong she had been to give birth to a child over the past year and to raise Jerry by herself. She had even drifted away to such a remote town. It was too much for him to even think about this.
His palm was warm, wide and soft, wrapped around Jenna’s dainty hand. In an instant, her heart was inexplicably less fiery. Initially, she had walked in a hurry and stumbled along the way. When she went downstairs, her footsteps were unstable and she almost fell down. Luckily, Hansen held her with his strong arms. His big hands gently grasped her little hand, and his eyes were swirling with tenderness.
With her mind still disoriented, Jenna turned around and looked at him. Hansen’s beautiful bright eyes were filled to the brim with determination and steadiness. He stared back at her with a hint of a warm, comforting smile in his eyes.
“Don’t worry,” he said softly. “Jerry is also my son.” He assumed a serious expression on his face, but a soft glow faintly radiated from his eyes. The corners of his mouth lifted up slightly.
It was that exact smile, carrying with it a muted warmth, and his warm palm that sent a current of comfort through Jenna’s heart, gradually spreading to all of her limbs. Her entire body and mind relaxed. The anxiety she felt after giving birth to Jerry had vanished, and her heart was floating with a sense of security.
However, the guilt didn’t go away. Jerry was still young, and he had never been separated from his mother. However, she disregarded his feelings and went out for an entire night.
It must’ve been because he hadn’t seen his mother and couldn’t drink breast milk that he ended up like this. After all, Jerry had never left her side.
Jenna’s tears flowed. Hansen took her small hand and she felt as though she was almost running above the ground. His powerful arms almost lifted her up.
It was a good thing that her house was not too far away.
From afar, they could hear Jerry’s weak cries. It sounded completely different from how brightly and confidently he used to cry. This was a serious illness!
Jenna’s heart began to palpitate. As soon as she approached the gate, she freed herself from Hansen’s hand and ran into the house.
“Be careful.” Hansen’s hand was empty. He felt his heart tighten. Worried that she might fall, he hurriedly reminded her from behind and quickly followed after her.
Inside the room, Jerry was lying in Sara’s arms, crying sickly. His entire face and cheeks were flushed red. Jenna’s heart leapt into her throat and she whimpered, “Mom.” She took Jerry from Sara’s arms.
As soon as Jerry was in her arms, she felt as if she was holding a ball of fire, and he was way too warm. When her hands touched his palms and soles, her hands almost got burned. There was a cold towel stuck to his forehead. Sara was worried that his fever would get worse, so she had placed it on his head.
“Jerry, Jerry, my baby, what’s wrong?” Jenna pressed her forehead against his face, tears streaming down her cheeks. Her heart was aching as she said, “Mommy’s back. I’m sorry. I didn’t stay with you last night.”
After hearing Jenna’s voice and smelling the familiar scent, Jerry opened his eyes. When he saw that it was Jenna, his lips curled and he began to cry in a wronged manner. His sobs continued to twitch.
His face was covered with tears and snot, and his pitiful look made Jenna’s heart tighten up.
The mother and son hugged each other tightly, her eyes red as she said, “I’m sorry, Jerry. From now on, Mommy will never leave you again. Don’t cry. It’s fine. You’ll get better soon.”
Jerry was acting like a spoiled child as he looked up and down at the handsome man who had suddenly appeared in the house. He was crying as he looked at him.
“Take him to the hospital quickly. He has vomited twice and is still having diarrhoea. He must be sent to the hospital. His fever is very serious now.” Seeing that Jenna had returned, Sara finally let go of her anxiety and hurriedly reminded her.
“Okay.” Jenna quickly dragged her senses back and stood up with Jerry in her arms.
“Come, Jenna, give the child to me.” Hansen took Jerry from Jenna’s long arms and held him in his arms. When he looked up, he saw Sara glaring at him with a cold face.
As soon as he’d entered the room, Sara saw him. She was surprised at first, then her face turned serious, as if she was thinking about something.
There was a look of awkwardness on Hansen’s face. He didn’t know how to face her.
If it wasn’t for Jerry’s illness, he would never have wanted to show up in front of Sara at that moment. He knew that she would definitely hold a grudge against him, but he couldn’t explain himself right now. He greeted her ‘mother’ in a low voice and carried Jerry out of the house.
Sara snorted and turned her head away, uncaring.
All of Hansen’s attention was on Jerry. The child in his arms was so warm that he had to take him to the hospital immediately!
Jenna hurriedly packed a few of Jerry’s clothes and followed Hansen out.
Hansen walked in front, followed by Jenna. Perhaps Jerry didn’t know Hansen, so he began to cry in his arms, and kept calling, “Mom, Mom.”
Tears streamed down Jenna’s cheeks as she replied, “Jerry, be good. Mommy’s here.”
Jerry cried, “Hug, hug.”
“Jerry, Mommy is too tired, let Dad hold you, okay?” Jerry’s body was writhing in the arms of Hansen, and his face was full of tears. Hansen took measures to cajole him and looked down at Jerry. Jerry looked so similar to him. It was as if he was looking in a mirror. The feeling of kinship filled his heart instantly, making him fell fulfilled.
His footsteps were very fast, and Jenna followed him with great strain. She stretched out one hand behind her.
Jenna was already in a state of stupefaction. This was the first time for Jerry to be so ill, and it was all because of her. Other than being anxious, she didn’t know what to do.
When Hansen stretched out his hand towards her, she instinctively extended her own hand. Hansen gripped her hand tightly and pulled her forwards. In this way, Jenna stood side by side with him.
Hansen held Jerry in one hand and Jenna in the other. The three of them walked forwards.
Perhaps because he had seen Jenna, although Jerry cried from time to time, he did not demand Jenna to give him a hug. His black eyes merely glared at Hansen.
Hansen smiled at him, his eyes full of tenderness. He coaxed Jerry, “Jerry, don’t cry! A man should not cry because of a small fever. You should be strong and don’t let your mother worry about you. Do you understand?”
No one knew if it was because his all too pleasant voice, or if it was an intuitive connection between father and son. All in all, it was the same.
When Jerry heard these words, he actually stopped crying. However, his mental state wasn’t very good, and even as he lay there in his arms, he looked fragile.