His Wife Calls The Shots
Chapter 1445 It’s Time to Get Married_1

Chapter 1445: Chapter 1445 It’s Time to Get Married_1

Chapter 1445

A heartfelt female voice came slowly from the other end, "I’ll be back in the country tomorrow. Let’s have a meal together, and bring your daughter, Dawn, with you. I’d like to meet her."

"There’s no need. She has nothing to do with you. Seeing her would be pointless."

A long sigh filled the line.

"Then let me ask you, what’s going on between you and your daughter’s mother? Haven’t you considered getting married?"

"That’s between us."

"Charles, don’t talk to mom like this, I left you because I had no other choice. I have my own life, after all, I can’t keep staying with a man who doesn’t love me just for your sake. Do you know how much pain I suffered during the years I was with your father? It was always me loving him alone, he doesn’t have any love or affection for me. If the Carringtons had given you to me back then, I would have definitely taken you with me."

Charles Carrington was fed up with these words, his expression unchanged.

On the other side, the mother continued to speak.

"If you’re not planning to be together, then consider other people, like Miranda Jones. She is the daughter of a friend of mine. You two knew each other since high school, it would be nice if you could be together."

Miranda Jones, this name had a feeling of nostalgia. If not mentioned, he wouldn’t remember this person.

"Moreover, she likes you, this is true. Just a few days ago, I went to test her feelings. All these years, she hasn’t considered anyone else, and has been focused on her career. When I mentioned you, her eyes lit up, she must still have you in her heart."

"You called this late just to talk about this?" he asked.

"This is your lifetime matter, how can you take it so lightly? You’re already 29 this year, it’s time to settle down."

"Ms. Rocker doesn’t need to worry about this."

He hung up the phone.

He randomly threw the phone on the sofa and buried his head into the pillow, not wanting to face anything.

-

In the hospital.

In the darkened hospital ward, the girl on the bed sat bolt upright, breathing heavily.

Suddenly, the lights went on, she reflexively covered her eyes.

"Wandy."

A pair of hands gently reached out, trying to pull hers away.

She quickly grabbed the person, opened her eyes and saw a man with wheat-colored skin staring at her with intense concern.

She let go, staring blankly at the man’s face, tilting her head in appraisal, like a little puppy. Her hand slowly reached out, touching his face, her fingers lightly brushing over him.

Her listless eyes seemed to be clearing up.

Robert Foster was thrilled and about to grab her hand, but startled her. She quickly pulled back, her gaze dropped, and didn’t look at him again.

"Wandy, it’s me. Look at me, don’t you recognize me?"

"The ring on your necklace was given to you by me, look, I have one too."

He held out his palm, showing her the ring on his ring finger.

Her blank eyes slowly focused, and her delicate finger reached out, drawing circles on the ring. The corner of her mouth slowly formed a shallow curve.

Robert Foster didn’t dare to move, he let her look as long as she wanted, his eyes were filled with a sour mist, making him feel a dull ache.

He was filled with regret. He deeply regretted agreeing to break up with her, and going to study in Yerosia!

If he had been more persistent then, things wouldn’t have turned out like this.

His fingers warmed and he was startled.

Wanda Wesley wasn’t repulsing him, she was even holding his hand.