A Heaven-sent Sweet Child Falls Asking for Hugs-Chapter 144: Wearing Jasper Ford’s Clothes

It was the first time Madam Ford had ever seen Beanie injured. Her heart ached for him, and she even had the butler call the Ford Family’s private doctor to examine him.

Jasper Ford said, "That’s not necessary. We just got back from the hospital. He’s fine, it’s just a superficial wound."

"He was bleeding, how can you call that ’fine’? You’re not the one who’s hurt, so of course you’re not concerned," Madam Ford snapped back at Jasper Ford.

Jasper Ford suddenly lost the will to speak. He felt that no matter what he said, his mother would just shut him down. ’I have no status in this family.’

"Take the child upstairs to change," Jasper Ford ordered Vivian Quincy.

Vivian Quincy turned and acknowledged Madam Ford, then took Beanie upstairs.

Madam Ford asked, "Weren’t you with them? Why is Beanie injured while you’re completely unscathed?"

"Mom, I wasn’t with them," Jasper Ford explained.

Madam Ford said, "How could something like this happen out of the blue? Has the driver been caught? What does he do for a living? What was he doing while driving? What was his motive?"

"Drunk driving." Jasper Ford later had Caden Chandler look into the matter. The report from the police department was that it was drunk driving, and Caden Chandler had also begun to handle the subsequent prosecution.

"Oh," Madam Ford uttered, her expression turning very serious. "Don’t you have a hotel near your company? Can’t you let the child stay there? To keep him from running around with his mommy all day. And his mommy, honestly... Her child is injured and she doesn’t even come to see him. I don’t think this Anna is a competent mother at all."

"Of course she isn’t," Jasper Ford chuckled softly.

Madam Ford heard the implication in his words and asked, "What do you mean by that? Could it be that Beanie really isn’t Anna’s child? But Beanie has been calling her Mommy."

"Mhm." Jasper Ford didn’t want to complicate things and make his mother overthink it. "It’s nothing, really. Don’t read too much into it. I’m going upstairs now."

"Wait." Madam Ford stopped Jasper Ford and walked up to him, her expression suddenly grave. "There’s one more thing I need to get straight. You’ve been getting a little too close with that young assistant of yours lately."

The man turned his head. "Too close?"

"Vivian Quincy may be your assistant, but she is, after all, Hayden’s girlfriend. Hayden isn’t young anymore; it’s time for him to get married and have children. As his Ninth Uncle, you should be a little more considerate of him," Madam Ford reminded him earnestly. ’Her own son might be a lost cause, but she couldn’t let him ruin another man’s chance at marriage, could she?’

’Looking at Vivian Quincy,’ Madam Ford thought, ’she has a kind face and seems to have a very proper and decent character. Fortunately, the Kaye Family aren’t one of those arrogant aristocratic families who look down on commoners. Russell Kaye should be able to accept Vivian Quincy.’

"How exactly would you have me be considerate of Hayden, Mother?" Jasper Ford’s voice suddenly turned frigid, his gaze as cold as ice.

Madam Ford said, "I heard it all from Hayden. He said you’ve been making Vivian Quincy work overtime constantly, and he barely gets to see her all day. I think, from now on, you should just let other people handle the overtime. For a young man, starting a family is the most important thing. You can’t ruin Hayden’s lifelong happiness just for the sake of your work."

Jasper Ford didn’t listen to the rest. He found he couldn’t stand to hear any more of it. Every word his mother said was grating to his ears. He habitually tuned her out, turned around, and went upstairs.

In the guest room, Vivian Quincy was helping Beanie wash up. The little guy was a bit dirty, so Vivian also gave him a quick wipe-down with a towel.

A tiny, naked bundle, he sat quietly on a small stool in the bathroom, unbelievably well-behaved.

Jasper Ford had only intended to come in and check on the child, but seeing Vivian Quincy wiping him down, he couldn’t help but walk to the bathroom doorway. He raised an eyebrow with interest and said, "Aren’t you afraid of getting the wound wet?"

"Do you think everyone is as careless as you?" Vivian Quincy couldn’t help but retort.

The corner of Jasper Ford’s mouth curved. "Vivian Quincy, I’ve noticed you’re getting better and better at talking back lately. Who taught you?"

"Have I?" Vivian Quincy denied.

Jasper Ford said, "Not only have you learned to talk back, your attitude has gotten worse, too. Have I been spoiling you too much lately?"

Vivian Quincy didn’t even want to answer him. ’When has he ever spoiled me? Besides, we’re just a boss and his employee. Why is he being so suggestive? Anyone who didn’t know better would think there’s something going on between us.’

After cleaning Beanie up, Vivian Quincy placed him on the bed.

"Mommy’s clothes are dirty. Mommy should go wash up too," Beanie said, pointing at Vivian Quincy’s soiled clothes.

Vivian Quincy couldn’t help but glance at the bathroom. It seemed to have been specially modified for Beanie. The glass was slightly transparent and the whole unit was rather low. It was just the right size for a child to bathe in, but for an adult...

Her gaze finally landed on Jasper Ford. Vivian Quincy said, "President Ford, could you step out for a moment?"

"Why?" the man asked in return.

Vivian Quincy’s cheeks flushed slightly. She said very seriously, "I want to take a shower. It’s inconvenient with you here."

"We’re both men. Why can Beanie stay but I can’t?" Jasper Ford shot back, completely unaware of how much of a scoundrel he sounded.

’How could Beanie and Jasper Ford possibly be the same?’ Vivian Quincy thought. ’She had raised Beanie since he was a baby, and he always did as he was told. He could handle a simple task like waiting quietly on the bed for her to finish washing up without batting an eye. But with Jasper Ford, it was a different story.’

’Although she was sure Jasper Ford wouldn’t force himself on her or do anything too outrageous, watching her from the side as she showered was exactly the kind of thing she could see him doing.’

Vivian Quincy said very seriously, "It’s not the same. Beanie is a child. You’re an adult."

"You can just pretend I’m thin air."

Vivian Quincy felt that Jasper Ford was teasing her. ’How could I possibly treat a grown man standing right there as thin air?’

With Jasper Ford there, Vivian Quincy had no intention of showering. Then Madam Ford came over, so Vivian still couldn’t wash up. It dragged on like this until ten o’clock at night, when Madam Ford finally left Beanie’s room.

Jasper Ford sat on the edge of Beanie’s bed, his gaze fixed solemnly on the wound on the little boy’s leg.

"Uncle Ford, you should go. My mommy needs to shower and change," Beanie couldn’t help but remind him, sensing Vivian Quincy’s awkwardness.

Jasper Ford, displeased, tapped the little guy’s forehead lightly. "She can take her shower. What are you getting so antsy about?"

"When we came here, Uncle Ford, you promised you’d prepare a place for us to stay. You also said you had clothes for Mommy to change into. Aren’t you going to go find some clothes for her?" Beanie asked innocently, tilting his head up at him.

What was an innocent remark made Jasper Ford fall silent. He had only said it offhandedly at the time; he really didn’t have any suitable clothes for Vivian Quincy at home.

"Uncle Ford, you didn’t lie to us, did you?" Beanie asked, pouting as he propped his chin on his hands, having caught the flicker in the man’s eyes.

Jasper Ford said, "She can wear mine."

Vivian Quincy, who overheard this from the side, nearly choked on her own saliva.