Second Chance: Marrying into Wealth Chapter 143

Just as I was starting to feel overwhelmed by Christopher's gaze, he suddenly spoke. "So, what should Biscuit call me? Dad?"

For some reason, when he said "Dad," his voice was deep and magnetic, making it sound particularly pleasant.

But saying "Dad" and "Mom" like that... It felt like we were a family.

The warmth that had faded from my cheeks suddenly returned, and I lowered my gaze to avoid his eyes. "Being a mom works too!"

"Melinda, you're getting bolder!" Christopher said in a low voice.

But I didn't sense any danger or anger from him. Just as I was about to respond, the car arrived at the pet hospital.

I closed my mouth. "I'll try to see if Biscuit is willing to get out of the car with me. If not, I might need you to carry it."

"No need to try. I'll carry it out myself," Christopher decided.

I was still a bit worried about his health. "How are you feeling?"

He had been drinking and his stomach was still upset.

Christopher nodded. "I took the medicine you bought. I'm feeling much better."

Hearing that, I didn't say anything more.

I placed the golden retriever in the car and asked the driver to keep an eye on it. The retriever was very obedient. When I told it to lie down and sleep, it seemed to understand and looked at Biscuit. With my soothing words, it didn't insist on getting out of the car.

Moreover, it didn't show any hostility or rejection towards Christopher.

After examining Biscuit, the vet found that it had a slight cold, fever, and some dehydration from diarrhea, so it needed an IV.

"Christopher, how about I stay here with Biscuit while it gets the IV, and you wait in the car?" I looked up at Christopher, my attitude firm.

Fortunately, Christopher didn't insist. He knew his own condition and went to rest in the car.

I usually never stay up this late, and sitting by Biscuit's side while it got the IV was exhausting. The pet hospital staff noticed and said, "Miss, the dog will need the IV for a while. Why don't you take a nap? I'll wake you when it's done."

This hospital had excellent service. I thought about it and didn't refuse.

At first, I didn't sleep very soundly. I would occasionally wake up to check on Biscuit. As the IV progressed, Biscuit's condition visibly improved, and I felt more at ease, eventually dozing off.

When I woke up, I found myself resting on Christopher's broad, warm shoulder.

Looking down, I noticed I was covered with Christopher's jacket.

"Don't worry, your dog finished the IV and is sleeping now. Your husband is very good to you," the pet hospital staff said when she saw I was awake.

Even though she spoke softly, I instinctively looked up at Christopher, afraid of waking him.

Thankfully, Christopher didn't open his eyes. I made a shushing gesture to the staff, who nodded in understanding and mimed zipping her lips.

I breathed a sigh of relief, unable to explain that Christopher wasn't my husband. Carefully, I moved away from his shoulder.

Unexpectedly, just as I moved, Christopher's eyes snapped open, perhaps because he felt the sudden lightness on his shoulder.

I was startled by how quickly he woke up, but I was glad I had moved quickly.

"You're awake? Biscuit finished the IV. Let's take it home," I said. It was already past one in the morning.

"Alright." Christopher nodded. I intended to return his jacket, but he had already picked up Biscuit and headed outside.

Since Biscuit's condition was quite serious, it needed IV treatment for three consecutive days.

Once we were in the car, the golden retriever quickly fell asleep, and Christopher placed Biscuit next to it instead of holding it the whole time.

With Biscuit and the golden retriever snuggled together, I ended up sitting next to Christopher.

I thought I wouldn't be so sleepy after a short nap, but the warmth of the car made me drowsy again.

When I woke up, I was still covered with Christopher's jacket, but Biscuit, the golden retriever, and Christopher were nowhere to be seen.

I was puzzled, even more so when I realized I wasn't in the neighborhood or any place I recognized.

The sound of waves crashing against the shore made me feel disoriented.

The driver wasn't in the car either. I opened the door and saw him leaning against the car.

"Ms. Turner, you're awake. Mr. Collins didn't want to disturb you since you were sleeping soundly. He covered you with his jacket to keep you warm. Your golden retriever woke up, and Mr. Collins took it out to avoid disturbing you. Mr. Collins has never brought anyone here before."

The driver smiled warmly at me. He was always kind, but this time, his smile seemed particularly enthusiastic, even a bit suggestive.

"Sir, it's probably because I helped Christopher, so he's being considerate," I explained with a smile.

The driver didn't respond, just pointed to a spot not far away. "Mr. Collins and Biscuit, along with your golden retriever, are over there."

I followed his direction. In the early morning light, with the sun yet to rise, Christopher's figure was a bit blurry. But I could imagine his appearance from his tall silhouette.

A young man in white, standing by the sea, with waves crashing and receding, and the dogs joyfully chasing the waves—a beautiful scene like a painting.

The morning sea breeze was slightly chilly. Christopher had given me his jacket, and I didn't want him to catch a cold, so I walked over to him.

As I approached, he seemed to hear me and turned around, his gentle glow making it hard to look away.

"Put on your jacket, don't catch a cold," I said, my heart skipping a beat before I quickly regained my composure and handed him the jacket with a smile.

Christopher took it, and his cool fingertips brushed against mine, making me instinctively pull my hand back.

He didn't seem to notice and said, "Perfect timing for the sunrise by the sea."

I had never seen the sunrise at Starlight City's beach, and I was curious. Even more surprising was that Christopher had chosen today to watch the sunrise.

"The sunrise is ahead. Is your eyesight still as bad as ever?" Christopher suddenly turned his head, catching me looking at him. He smiled faintly. It was his usual way of speaking.

This time, it made me blush and look away. "Naturally, I can't compare to you. But I'm just curious that someone as busy as you would have the leisure to watch the sunrise."