Chapter 777 Put You In My Pocket (2/2)

”Honey, don't push Beryl anymore,” interjected Emily, waving her hand at Jacob. ”Come and sit by me. I pick you and only you. Is that okay?”

Hearing this, Jacob strode towards Emily. Car

ith the whistle.

It was Tyron. He went directly towards Bowen and whistled to catch his attention. Looking up at Tyron, Bowen learned from him and tried to press his lips together. He didn't make a sound, however. Instead, bubbles came out of his mouth.

In an instant, Bowen quickly forgot what he was crying about and began to concentrate on spitting out bubbles.

Seeing Bowen calm down made Emily relieved. Bowen was her son so her heart felt so hurt seeing him sad.

”Thank you so much, Dr. Tyron,” Emily thanked sincerely.

”You are welcome,” replied Tyron, lightly pinching Bowen's cheek. ”He looks like you. Quite adorable,” he added.

”Really?” Emily smiled, ”I think he looks much more like his father.”

Tyron did not deny it, but changed topic instead, ”We're in a hospital. It's best if you don't bring your baby here unless it's absolutely necessary.”

Nodding her head, Emily agreed, ”I know. I was just about to send him back home.”

Reluctantly, Emily told the babysitter to bring Bowen back. With much difficulty, she watched them leave through the ward's window. Soon, Bowen was out of her sight.

”Miss Emily, if you want to spend more time with your family as soon as possible, you need to cooperate with the treatment as much as you can to recover quickly,” Tyron explained.

The way he said it was so calm and reassuring that Emily felt comforted, the thought of being able to see her children freely comforting her. And so, she was no longer as sad as before.

”You are right, Dr. Tyron.”