Bride Behind the Mask novel Chapter 339

As Frederick conversed with the doctor, Sadie quickly made a bowl of oatmeal in the kitchen and brought it into the room.

"Mr. Winston, we should try to get the young master to eat something," she suggested.

Frederick took the bowl and sat beside Hayes' bed, spooning a mouthful up to the young boy's lips. "Open up, be a good boy!" he encouraged.

Hayes shifted stubbornly away, clutching at his stomach.

"Hayes! Don't make me angry!" Frederick's raised voice caused a chill to run down everyone's spine. Chuck also flinched, having never seen Mr. Winston lose his temper with young Hayes before. He must have been pushed to the edge today.

Firstly, he was upset that Hayes was sick yet still risked his health. Secondly, he was worried as a father. But Mr. Winston, always busy with work, rarely took care of his son personally. How could he understand the way to deal with a child?

In such a situation, he must step back, not push forward!

At this moment, Chuck and Sadie exchanged a look, but neither dared to step in.

After all, Mr. Winston was in a fury. Whoever dared to intervene would be asking for trouble.

Seeing this, Sadie pinched Chuck, who could only sigh silently. It seemed he would have to be the one to step in!

Before he could even do anything, Sadie, unable to hold back, pushed him forward.

He stumbled, almost falling onto Hayes' bed.

At that moment, Frederick's eyes were locked onto him in a murderous glare. Chuck hesitated and then decided to persuade Hayes.

"You can invite her over to our house, but only when I'm present." This was the biggest concession he was willing to make. After all, Teresa was Marguerite's child, and he had to be cautious.

"Can we eat now?" Frederick picked up the spoon again and brought it to Hayes' mouth.

Hayes obediently took a bite, then stretched out his thin arm, his voice whimpering, "Hug, me."

Seeing this, Sadie quickly took the bowl and spoon from Mr. Winston's hands.

Then, Frederick bent down to gently scoop up Hayes into his arms, reassuring him, "Hayes, you can't starve yourself to harm your body, understand?"

In his father's arms, Hayes obediently nodded. But what Frederick didn't know was that Hayes had managed to pluck a hair from his head unnoticed, and he didn't feel a thing.