Chapter 135 Why Do You Want Her

"Okay, Grandpa," Dorothy replied snappily.

In the living room, Bobby sat on the sofa as he played with his toys.

Dorothy walked by and said, "Bobby, would you like to play with me?"

Bobby simply looked at Dorothy. He lowered his head and did not say a word.

The boy didn't want to talk to Dorothy at all.

Unwilling to give up, Dorothy peeled and sliced an apple for Bobby. She offered them to the boy and said, "Bobby, do you want some? Or would you want some kiwi? I can buy you some later. Would you like that?"

"Shut up!" Bobby exclaimed with irritation. He could not help but frown.

Even in his young age, Bobby could recognize that both his great grandpa and his grandma wanted Dorothy to be his mother.

But he couldn't seem to like Dorothy.

Nancy was the only mother the boy ever wanted.

But Dorothy didn't know how the boy felt. She insisted, "You should eat more fruit so that your skin will be as smooth as kiwifruit!"

Bobby was confused by Dorothy's advice.

"You are the kiwifruit!" Kiwis are green, and Bobby didn't want to be green.

Bobby was offended. He felt that it was rude of Dorothy to want him to

id, "You'll be fine, baby. Don't worry."

She kissed Bobby on the forehead.

"Wow, I didn't expect Dr. Nancy to be so gentle!" Joseph teased as he walked in.

"Who tended this wound?" Nancy asked fiercely. She was shocked to see the state of the boy's wound—the blood clotted.

Joseph walked towards her and said, "That would be me. How are my medical skills, Dr. Nancy?"

"You must be joking! Why didn't you disinfected the wound?" Nancy took out an antiseptic liquid and said, "Bobby, this would hurt, okay? Be brave for me."

"Okay, mommy." His voice was so soft. Anyone would feel sorry to hear him speak.

"Oh, it's just a wound. It's not that serious. Why make a fuss over it?" Joseph had no idea that he had done something wrong.

His indifference irritated Nancy. She said, "Mr. Joseph, are you stupid? Don't you know that a wound infection can cause sepsis?"

"Don't panic. Sepsis is highly unlikely. It's not that common, Nancy!"

"Well, now I have seen how ignorant you are. I have nothing to say to you." Nancy stopped speaking to Joseph. She cleaned Bobby's wound, bandaged it, and gave him an anti-inflammatory injection.