Wedding Night: My Disabled Husband Made Me Cry-Chapter 159: Give Up the Position of Mrs. Sterling

Chapter 159: Chapter 159: Give Up the Position of Mrs. Sterling

Jett Sterling put down his chopsticks and pulled her into an embrace. "Vivian, you still don’t understand." 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦

Vivian’s voice was almost a plea. "Compared to Elle’s life, nothing else is important. Jett, promise me we won’t give up on him, okay?"

Jett couldn’t bear to see her like this. He closed his eyes for a long moment before finally giving in. "Alright. I promise you."

Vivian hugged him tightly. "I knew it. I knew my husband wasn’t a cold-hearted person."

Jett stroked her hair. "Let’s eat. You need to be full to have the strength to take care of someone."

"Okay." Vivian let go of him and went back to eating her noodles. "With Elle in this condition, Shirley Wentworth will definitely want to stay with him."

"No." Jett’s expression turned cold in an instant. "Vivian Quinn, you’re being far too magnanimous. You want to keep Elle here, and you want to let Shirley stay too? Are you out of your mind? Do you plan on living with them?"

"I never said I wanted to live with them," Vivian explained. "I thought Shirley’s previous suggestion was very reasonable. They could stay in Aethelgard, and Elle could come live with you for a set period each month. That way, he could feel a father’s love. I just don’t understand why you wouldn’t agree."

"I have my own plans. You don’t need to worry about it."

"But things are different now. We’ve already decided to have Elle stay, so we have to solve the other problem. Elle is unwell right now. You can’t just keep the son and send the mother away, stripping her of her right to see him, can you?"

For once, Jett’s face was cold toward her. "Vivian Quinn, even kindness has its limits. If you keep giving in, you’ll find it’s easier to invite a guest than to ask them to leave. Besides, once everyone knows Shirley and I have a child together, the Wentworth and Sterling families will pressure you to divorce me. They’ll want you to give up the position of Mrs. Sterling to Shirley. How would you handle that?"

Vivian was taken aback. "Would that really happen?"

"What do you think?" Jett explained, "Our two families may be old rivals, but the feud is from decades ago. It’s been slowly fading over time. For our generation, we’re not really mortal enemies."

"Plus, Aethelgard has been changing rapidly these past few years, and the Wentworth Family is already under pressure from other corporations. If we could turn our rivalry into an alliance, many people in both families would be happy to do it. Elle would be the perfect bridge and a great excuse. Vivian, I won’t leave you, but you will undoubtedly be under a lot of pressure. Do you understand?"

"I hadn’t thought about all that. I don’t know the specifics of the situation between your families. I just feel that a sick child shouldn’t be separated from his mother."

Jett sighed. "I’ll compromise. Elle can stay here until his condition stabilizes, and Shirley can visit. But she absolutely cannot spend the night at Sycamore Bay. That’s my bottom line."

Vivian nodded. "It would certainly look bad if word got out. I’ll go discuss it with Shirley."

"Okay."

Vivian hadn’t expected Shirley to be so reasonable about this; she agreed immediately. "As long as it’s for Elle’s sake, I’ll do whatever it takes. Miss Quinn, I’m entrusting Elle to you."

Vivian’s lips curved into a small smile. "Miss Wentworth, you’re a good mother."

Shirley’s voice choked with emotion. "Miss Quinn, you’ve never been a mother. If you had, you’d know. I’d do more than just this... I’d willingly give my life for Elle."

Vivian nodded. "I know. Don’t worry, I’ll do everything I can. Of course, you can also contact doctors to see Elle yourself. We can both work on it without getting in each other’s way."

"That’s what I was thinking, too. It’s not that I don’t trust you; it’s just that Elle is too important to me. I can’t give up on any opportunity."

"I understand."

Shirley kept her promise, leaving that night after Elle had fallen asleep.

Vivian was still worried, so she stayed by his bedside.

Wendy Reeves opened the door and came in, saying coolly, "You should go rest. I can stay here with Elle."

"That’s alright. He’s sleeping soundly for now, but I don’t know when he’ll wake up. I’ll feel more at ease if I stay here."

Wendy Reeves frowned. "Jett told you to go rest. He knows you’re worried about Elle, so he said you should get some sleep and have a maid watch over him. If anything happens, she’ll call you."

Only then did Vivian stand up. "Alright, then I’ll head back to my room."

When she returned to the master bedroom, Jett wasn’t there.

Vivian didn’t go looking for him. She went straight into the bathroom for a hot bath. By the time she came out, Jett was already lying in bed.

Vivian lay down beside him and asked softly, "What are you thinking about?"

The man gathered his thoughts. "Nothing."

"Nonsense." Vivian wrapped her arms around his neck. "You’re thinking about Elle, aren’t you?"

"I suppose so."

Vivian held him tightly, not knowing how to comfort him. There was no way to comfort him, because she was just as worried as he was.

"Let’s sleep. I’ve scheduled a meeting with the doctors to discuss Elle’s condition tomorrow."

"Okay." Jett cupped her face and kissed her on the lips. "Good night."

"Good night."

...

「The next morning.」

When Vivian came downstairs, she saw that Elle was already awake. Shirley was in the dining room, feeding him breakfast.

"Good morning, Miss Wentworth."

"Good morning."

"Morning, Vivian," Elle greeted in his soft, childish voice.

"Morning, Elle." Vivian went over and took his pulse. "Not bad. Much better than yesterday."

"Vivian, I ate a lot of food! I’m going to be very healthy!"

Shirley chuckled. "He barely ate anything yesterday, so he must have been really hungry. He just ate quite a bit."

"That’s a good thing."

"Miss Quinn, I was worried about Elle, so I came a little early. I hope I didn’t disturb you."

"Not at all, you’re not disturbing us."

Jett Sterling wheeled himself in. "Vivian, sit down and eat."

"Okay."

The two of them sat down to eat. Jett placed some food on Vivian’s plate. "Eat more."

"Okay. You eat too."

Shirley watched them and smiled faintly. "I never knew Jett could be so caring."

Vivian felt a little embarrassed. "Sorry to make a scene."

"Not at all. I’m honored to witness this. It’s a side of him I’ve never seen before."

Jett placed a shrimp dumpling on Vivian’s plate. "Just eat. No idle chatter."

Shirley: "..."

Vivian shot Jett a look, a silent reminder in her eyes.

Jett’s lips curved into a faint smile, but he said nothing.

Watching the silent exchange between them, Shirley felt even more awkward.

Fortunately, Wendy Reeves walked in just then. "Is my sweet little grandson eating? Such a good boy!"

"Morning, Grandma," Elle greeted her. "Hurry and eat."

"Okay." Wendy Reeves sat down beside him, her gaze glued to him, unable to look away.

Before breakfast was over, Nanny Jenner came in to report, "Young Madam, the doctors are here. They said you had an appointment with them."

"Yes." Vivian put down her chopsticks. "Please show them to the side hall."

"Yes, Ma’am."

"Are they here to discuss Elle’s condition?" Shirley asked. "May I listen in?"