The President's Accidental Wife novel Chapter 1694

Grace had no choice and had to hold the baby like that. She couldn't even sit down.

The doctor said that her baby might be in a bad mood and irritable because of the cold. Although it was hard for her to hold the baby like this, she had to hold the baby and not let him cry all the time.

Grace held her baby from noon to night. When Andrew walked in, he saw Grace leaning against the wall. Her arms were as stiff as a robot's.

"Give me the baby." He walked over to her. He hadn't been drinking or smoking. He smelled fresh.

Grace shook her head. "He’ll cry. He's

crying a lot at the moment."

Andrew laughed softly and forcefully carried Eaton over.

As expected, the next second, Eaton's loud cry sounded again.

He whistled leisurely as he teased Eaton with a rattle.

Eaton really liked Andrew. It didn’t take long for Eaton to be well-behaved once he was in Andrew's arms.

Grace felt her arms were sore, numb, and aching as she shook them. Looking at Eaton's good behavior, she said angrily to Andrew, "You must have spoiled him!"

"Then why don't you say I'm good at taking care of babies? I'm telling you that Eaton’s favorite person is me!" Andrew looked very smug.

Although he was impatient, watching Eaton cry, he became patient. He coaxed, hugged, and kissed Eaton. He could do anything for Eaton as long as Eaton was happy.

In Santabaca!

Charlie came back injured. As a result, Mckenzie was furious. He went to France to chase after Grace. However, how could he finally come back like this?

Charlie said his injury had nothing to do with Grace. It was all caused by him climbing over the balcony. On the contrary, it was Grace who took him to the hospital to receive timely treatment.

Mckenzie didn’t ask Charlie further about it. He became like this and came back alone. And he looked so depressed. Thus, Mckenzie didn't ask about the result this time. Then, she just asked him to go upstairs to rest

After thinking about it, she let out a long sigh. It seemed that Charlie and Grace were impossible to get back together. He hadn't gotten Grace back after all, and he had lost his company as well!

Charlie wouldn't eat or drink. He went into his room and never came out.

The next morning.

No matter how much Mckenzie called Charlie, she couldn't wake him up. She had to take the key and open the door to see him sitting on the floor. His eyes were red and bloodshot. He had obviously not slept all night.

Mckenzie felt very heart-wrenching for her son. She told him to eat first and then rest, but Charlie refused. He said he had to work from now on.

"You can work after you have something to eat and rest. There is no rush!"

Charlie refused to listen to his mother. He just had to work. Then he didn't say anything and opened his laptop to start working.

He didn't believe it before. However, he now completely understood that the only way to make one feel relaxed was to be busy when one was most tired and hurting.

Mckenzie could do nothing about it, so she had to let him do what he wanted to do.

However, Charlie worked as hard as if he were crazy. The first thing he did when he opened his eyes in the morning was to work. He still held the computer until he went to bed at night.

For him, only being busy could make him feel relaxed, feel that he was still alive, and feel that he was not so painful.

Because he was so busy, he didn't have time to think about these things.

The doctor warned Charlie that if he continued to work like this, his body functions would be destroyed. Since he was treating his body like this, what else did he expect?

Charlie was lying in the hospital bed without saying anything while Mckenzie was wiping tears from her eyes.

It was hard for him to see a woman crying. He frowned and spoke words of comfort.

Mckenzie did not want to listen to his consolation. Closing his eyes slightly, he also felt that he had gone a bit too far.

"Mom, don’t cry. I'll rest and eat regularly from now on..." He sighed as he spoke.

Since he was already bleeding from his stomach, it was indeed time for him to take care of his health.

"You'd better remember what you said. While the woman you love does matter, don't you even care about me anymore? If something happens to you, what do you want me to do then? You're bleeding from your stomach. Don't you remember having problems with your stomach? Are you just going to ruin your health like that?"

Charlie's adam apple bobbed. He embraced Mckenzie. "I was wrong. I'll adjust later."

Charlie spent another week in the hospital. This time, he didn't work as hard as he used to. At the very least, he was able to eat and rest regularly, although he couldn't sleep more often.

That day, Charlie was about to leave the house when Mckenzie said, "Someone introduced a girl to you. You should go see her at noon."

Charlie refused outright. "No. Don't ever make a promise to anyone like that again. I won't go."

"It's the girl your aunt introduced you to. Whether you want to or not, you should at least go and see her. Your aunt has promised that girl. You can’t make things difficult for your aunt, can you?"

"Give me my aunt's cell phone number. I'll talk to my aunt." Charlie said, taking out his cell phone, opening the screen, and ready to enter the number.

Mckenzie glared at him twice, rolled her eyes, and said, "You have no respect for me or your aunt. Since you don't want to see the girl, forget it. I won’t force you. Come to the restaurant this afternoon, will you?"