Remarried Wife: She will Remarry, But Another Person-Chapter 209: Sleeping Together

Hearing the child call out like this, Sabrina Hayes was utterly surprised.

Even Jasper Fitzgerald was a bit astonished.

Sabrina quickly picked up Zara, soothing her gently, "Zara, were you dreaming? Don’t call people randomly, this is your uncle..."

As she spoke, she felt a bit embarrassed and awkward.

Mr. Fitzgerald isn’t married yet, suddenly being called ’daddy,’ he must be bewildered.

She hurriedly turned back and apologized to Jasper Fitzgerald: "Sorry, Mr. Fitzgerald, Zara was just talking in her sleep, please don’t mind."

Jasper Fitzgerald didn’t seem bothered by this.

He focused his gaze on Zara, while Sabrina was wiping her tears and softly coaxing her.

The little one pursed her lips, looking both aggrieved and pitiful, her eyes fixed firmly on him, "Daddy, hug..."

Her tender voice was full of anticipation and longing, striking right at the softest spot of the heart.

Jasper Fitzgerald furrowed his brows, sensing something was amiss.

In the past, no matter how introverted or moody Zara might have been, she never misnamed anyone.

What was going on this time?

Driven by professional intuition, he didn’t leave the child alone and leaned down to embrace her, telling Sabrina, "Let me take a look at her."

Sabrina, hearing the seriousness in his tone, sensed something was wrong too, promptly letting go and handing the child over to him.

Once Zara was in Jasper Fitzgerald’s arms, her sobs gradually quieted down, her tiny hands dutifully clutching his clothes, leaning her head against his shoulder.

Jasper Fitzgerald held her and comforted her warmly for a while until the little girl finally stopped crying.

Yet, he wasn’t in a rush to console her, instead, he gently asked, "Zara, are you thirsty, do you want some water? Are you hungry, would you like a snack?"

She hadn’t eaten much at noon.

Zara clung to him, nodding her small head, answering as asked, yet her small hand was clutching his suit tightly, crumpling the fabric.

Sabrina watched anxiously from the side but had to be patient, personally going to the kitchen to prepare the little one’s favorite food.

Thus, Jasper Fitzgerald spent over an hour with the child.

Once Zara’s emotions seemed slightly settled, he took her to the studio.

Zara still clung to his fingers tightly.

Jasper Fitzgerald’s patience was exceptionally good, complying with the little one and chatting with her attentively.

Unbeknownst to Zara and Sabrina, he subtly guided Zara’s state.

Around four in the afternoon, the little one gradually returned to her original self, seemingly stabilized.

Watching her engrossed in her drawing, Jasper Fitzgerald stood up.

The little one noticed and immediately dropped her brush, becoming anxious, "Where’s daddy going..."

She stood up as if to follow "daddy" wherever he went.

Jasper Fitzgerald bent down to touch her head, telling her, "I’m just going for a drink of water, Zara don’t worry, I’ll be right back to accompany you."

Zara felt very uneasy but it seemed she realized being so clingy was not right, so she restrained herself and sat back down.

Her expression was obedient as she looked at Jasper Fitzgerald, saying, "Then I’ll wait for daddy!"

Jasper Fitzgerald responded with a smile: "Okay..."

He picked up the fallen brush and handed it back to her, then went outside.

Zara watched his back for a while, trusting that "daddy" would return, knowing he wouldn’t deceive her, finally retracting her gaze.

Sabrina, anxious for a long time outside, rushed forward to inquire as soon as she saw Jasper Fitzgerald come out, "Mr. Fitzgerald, what’s the situation here?"

Jasper Fitzgerald didn’t answer directly but motioned for her to go to the balcony.

Sabrina obliged, heading over there.

Once outside, she impatiently pressed for more information, "What exactly is Zara’s situation?"

Jasper Fitzgerald didn’t beat around the bush, "Preliminary judgment is that something triggered her this morning, releasing her avoidant emotions, which parallels her previous self-seclusion, hence, an emotional transfer occurred!

This situation actually aligns with her current state, she’s in the healing process, such sudden, uncontrollable incidents lead to reactions like this, it’s normal..." 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶

Sabrina felt surprised and empathetic.

So, her daughter had lost expectation for her biological father, transferring emotions onto Jasper Fitzgerald?

Is it because Jasper Fitzgerald is kind to her?

A sense of sadness spread in her heart, accompanied by helplessness, suffocating her to an extent.

After calming down a bit, she took a deep breath and asked Jasper Fitzgerald, "How long will her state last? Will she recover quickly?"

Jasper Fitzgerald shook his head, speaking truthfully, "Unclear, uncertain, she herself hasn’t realized she’s mistaking someone.

The psychological suggestion she’s given herself is, I am her... father.

However, this can be guided, she might recover quickly, or it may take some time."

Seeing Sabrina’s sorrowful expression, he comforted her, "Don’t worry too much, I’ll help her..."

How could Sabrina truly be at ease?

But at present, she could only rely on Jasper Fitzgerald to continue the treatment.

She genuinely told him, "Thanks a lot, Mr. Fitzgerald!"

She hoped the child would stop calling Jasper Fitzgerald "daddy."

Not because of disdain, but thinking they shouldn’t take advantage of Mr. Fitzgerald in this way.

Given his distinguished status, kindly treating Zara, yet inadvertently becoming a daddy.

Sabrina continually felt quite embarrassed.

The more she thought about it, the more uncomfortable she felt, saying to Jasper Fitzgerald, "Before Zara gets better, she might continue to... call you this, I hope Mr. Fitzgerald doesn’t take it to heart."

Jasper Fitzgerald raised an eyebrow, looking at her for a few seconds, sensing her verbal awkwardness.

He chuckled softly, and said, "What’s there to fuss about with a sick little girl?"

Come to think of it, it was my lack of medical skill that let her end up like this, so I’m partly responsible. Therefore, I need to get her better no matter what; how could this be your fault?"

Sabrina did not agree with this statement.

"This is not Mr. Fitzgerald’s fault!"

If anyone is to blame, it’s Jordan Hawthorne for being irresponsible towards Zara and for liking to show off with Brooke Sinclairs.

Whenever she thinks of him, Sabrina feels cold inside.

If Jordan Hawthorne still has any conscience left, she hopes that the next time they meet, he will take a detour instead of always bumping into them, it’s really so annoying.

Every time, apart from hurting Zara, he seems to have no other ability!

The two were chatting on the balcony, and Zara in the studio finally couldn’t sit still and ran out anxiously from the studio.

Seeing the two on the balcony, the little cub’s eyes instantly lit up, and the restless mood was dispelled.

She jogged up to the balcony, squeezed her little head out from the glass door, and asked, "Is Daddy done chatting with Mommy?"

Jasper Fitzgerald saw the child appear, and did not have any displeasure due to her address.

He calmly answered her, saying, "We’re done chatting."

Then he walked over to Zara and asked, "Why did you come out, Zara? Didn’t I tell you to wait for me in the studio?"

Zara explained in a soft, childish voice, "Daddy took too long."

In other words, Dad wasn’t truthful, chatting with Mommy on the balcony and not coming back to find her.

She snuggled over and hugged Jasper Fitzgerald’s long legs, acting spoiled, "Daddy, can you paint with me?"

The cute and well-behaved appearance makes one’s heart soft.

Jasper Fitzgerald indulgently agreed, "Sure. What does Zara want to paint?"

The little cub pulled his hand, and said, "I want to paint sunflowers, like the one on the wall."

It was the one Sabrina bought today.

"Alright..."

Jasper Fitzgerald agreed without a second thought.

Sabrina stood in place, watching them interact naturally, her ears uncontrollably turning red.

Even though she knew Mr. Fitzgerald meant well, the natural interaction between them just now momentarily gave her an illusion.

As if the two of them really were father and daughter.

Sabrina knocked her head against the glass door of the balcony, feeling she must be going crazy with worry to have such absurd thoughts.

Moreover, this might be somewhat of an affront to Mr. Fitzgerald.

She hurriedly knocked again a few times, trying to chase those jumbled thoughts out of her head.

The last knock, she didn’t control her strength well, creating a loud ’thud’.

Nanny Warren in the living room was quite startled.

She had also seen what happened earlier and knew Zara’s situation, thinking Sabrina was stimulated.

She hurried over to stop her, saying, "Miss Sabrina, don’t be upset. Zara’s condition may have worsened again, but with Mr. Fitzgerald around, she will surely get better. You need to be well too!

It’s most unsuited to do anything rash..."

While speaking, she was really worried, quickly pulling Sabrina into the living room, afraid she’d do something rash again.

What if her head got smashed silly, what would they do then?

They couldn’t possibly have Mr. Fitzgerald treat her too, could they?

Mr. Fitzgerald is a psychologist. It seems he can’t treat that...

Nanny Warren was a bit worried.

Sabrina was somewhat amused and helpless about the misunderstanding. She quickly explained, "Nanny Warren, I’m fine. I was just lost in thought just now."

"I know, you would not do anything rash..."

Nanny Warren stared at the reddened spot on Sabrina’s forehead, not believing her words, and brought over the medical box to apply medicine.

Then she kept her eyes on Sabrina, as if she could stop her at any moment from doing anything stupid.

In the end, Sabrina had no choice but to accompany Zara and Jasper Fitzgerald in painting...

The afternoon flew by in an instant.

In the evening, Nanny Warren prepared a lavish dinner for them.

Jasper Fitzgerald originally intended to leave after dinner, but Zara wouldn’t let him, pulling him to join in building blocks after dinner.

Sabrina began to worry that Jasper Fitzgerald’s patience might be worn thin by this.

But it did not happen.

The man remained as gentle and agreeable as ever, showing great patience towards Zara.

At half-past eight in the evening, Sabrina really felt bad about holding up his time any longer, so she came over to Zara and said, "Zara, it’s getting late. How about Mommy takes you to shower?"

Normally, Zara would happily leave with Mommy.

But tonight, she seemed to sense something, sensitively grabbing Jasper Fitzgerald’s clothes and asking, "Then...what about Daddy?"

Sabrina was taken aback by the question.

She didn’t expect her to be so clingy.

She tried to reason with the child, "Uncle...ahem, I mean, Daddy has accompanied you all day, he probably has some work to do tonight, so he might need to step out later."

"Really?"

The little cub’s eyes, glistening, looked at Mommy then at Jasper Fitzgerald.

Jasper Fitzgerald did not deny these words.

But little Zara became anxious, her soft voice slightly plaintive, "But...Zara wants to sleep with Daddy and Mommy tonight."