All Too Late Chapter 368

Uncle

“Could it be Vanessa?” Kathleen was surprised.

“Given her abilities, anything difficult would be as easy as pie,” replied Theodore. “Think about it. Just
think. Who was it who could not accept your mother’s presence?”

After speaking, Theodore hung up the phone.

Kathleen frowned deeply.

He wants me to think about this? How?

“I want to talk to Grandpa.” Very feebly, Zion reached out for the phone.

Kathleen gave the phone a mild wave. “The old man has hung up.”

Just then, her phone vibrated. She had received a text message from Theodore.

Zion doesn’t like the hospital. You should take him home.

At this point, the ambulance had stopped.

The paramedics got out of the car and opened the door.

Seeing the hospital outside, Zion immediately exclaimed, “I’m not going to the hospital! You can’t make
me!”

The medical staff didn’t dare to touch him. They merely looked at Kathleen hesitantly.

Kathleen said quietly, “I’m sorry to trouble you. I think you can go on and rest. Just leave one person
with me to drive.”



They nodded promptly.

When the driver got back into the ambulance, she gave him an address and asked him to take them
there.

Kathleen called the housekeepers at home and instructed them to prepare one of the guest rooms.

Zion’s handsome face was pale, and his jaw was tightly clenched. He seemed very nervous.

Kathleen decided to tease him a little. “What are you scared of? Think I’ll murder you or something?”

Zion’s face showed a sneer that didn’t match his age. “I’ve already died once.”

“How old are you?” Kathleen was curious.

“Thirteen,” Zion said coldly.

“I think you’re more like a seventy-three-year-old,” Kathleen teased. “You speak so maturely that I think
you might be a vampire or something.”

Her Story Is Unbelievable: 10 Facts About Maria Sharapova Zion huffed, closed his eyes, and stopped
talking.

Kathleen massaged her sore temples. This boy was truly a pain in the butt.

Heck, even my own son is more obedient than this. However, I guess I have Samuel to thank for
raising him to be the responsible and gentle little boy I know.

It would appear that Samuel was not half as useless after all. At the very least, he was a good father.

After half an hour, they arrived at the mansion.



Two of the housekeepers had come outside to help.

They immediately took Zion to his room.

Throughout the commotion, he never opened his eyes until the room was quiet.

Just then, he noticed a little girl standing by the bed, eyes as round as saucers. She looked rather cute.

“Who are you?” The girl had peachy lips and white teeth. She looked quite adorable.

Zion frowned slightly. “Are you her daughter?”

“Whose?” Desi tilted her head.

“Kathleen,” Zion replied.

“Yes, Kathleen is my mommy.” Desi smiled sweetly. “What’s your name?”

So she is Kathleen’s daughter. What a lovely, cute girl.

She looked like she grew up in a loving environment, unlike him.

Zion closed his eyes, not wanting to speak.

“Why don’t you say something?” Desi looked at him suspiciously. “Are you sick? It’s okay. My mommy
is a very good doctor! She will definitely be able to save you.”

Zion covered his head with the quilt.

Desi looked puzzledly at him.

Just then, Kathleen walked in. “Desi, why are you here?”



Desi pointed at Zion. “I was talking to him.”

“Oh, him? He’s my cousin, so I reckon he would be your uncle,” Kathleen explained.

“Oh!” Desi greeted politely, “Hello, uncle.”

Zion listened to the sweet voice of the little girl and took a deep breath.

“Go and play with your brother.” Kathleen then ushered her out of the room.

Ever the obedient little girl she was, Desi sauntered out.

Kathleen folded her arms and stood at the edge of the bed. “We’re at my house, so you can rest easy.
However, I have something to say. If you approach my children with ill intentions, then I won’t be so
courteous.”

Zion lifted the quilt, and his pale and handsome face a mask of self-mockery. “I’m an invalid. What do
you think I would do?”

“I’ll take that as an agreement,” said Kathleen icily. “I’ll be getting you some supplies. Do you have any
special needs?”

“No.” Zion covered himself with the quilt again. “Look, if you’re so worried that I’ll harm her, why don’t
you tell her to leave me the heck alone?”

Kathleen frowned. He seemed to have a temper.

Having heard that, she walked away.

Zion removed the covers, his gaze dark and impenetrable.



Kathleen came out of the room and instructed the housekeeper to take good care of Zion.

“Mommy, who is he?” asked Desi, staring at her mother with her large eyes.

She hadn’t seen Zion on the island, so she didn’t know who he was.

“He’s like my brother,” said Kathleen hastily. She did not want Desi to pry.

“Then can I play with him often in the future?” asked Desi. She was curious.

“No.” Kathleen continued, “Because he is sick, he can’t play with you. He needs plenty of rest. Do you
understand?”

Desi huffed in response.

Kathleen held her hand and felt her pulse.

Desi seemed stable.

Kathleen was relieved.

What worried her the most right now was Samuel.

In other words, Samuel hadn’t even come to see the children, given their rather unhappy parting.

“I need to go out. Go play with your brother, dear. I’ll be back soon,” said Kathleen.

“What are you going to do, Mommy?” asked Desi in confusion.

“I’ll get some stuff for your uncle,” Kathleen explained.

“Ah.” Desi blinked at Kathleen. “Can’t I go with you?”



“No, you should stay at home,” said Kathleen while ruffling Desi’s hair. “Be a good girl for me?”

“Okay.” Desi shrugged. “It’s always the same with the two of you!”

Her parents rarely brought her out.

Kathleen found this a little funny.

Who’s to say that children aren’t wily? They get away with it because they’re cute.

Kathleen then went out after getting dressed.

Eil was having his lessons in the room.

Desi was quite bored, so she decided to target Zion instead.

At that moment, Zion was resting inside the room.

This condition was difficult to endure. After all, Zion’s life was in limbo. He could not tell if he was going
to make it or not.

He wanted to die.

But if he hadn’t met his grandfather, then he would have been dead ages ago.

Suddenly, he heard someone come in.

The person’s footsteps were light, just like a cat’s.

She crept in, came to the bed, observed him, and left. This was repeated several times.

In the end, Zion couldn’t take it anymore. He opened his eyes and saw several wildflowers beside the
bed.



“You’re awake? I won’t disturb you.” Desi had entered once again.

She put down the flowers and turned to leave.

However, after a few minutes, Desi came in again.

Zion couldn’t bear it any longer. “What the heck are you—”

Before he could finish speaking, Desi stuffed half of a peach into his mouth. “It’s very sweet.”


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