Her Seven Little Bodyguards

Chapter 1083 He’s Jealous

"I'm not Hinda Godwin. I won't remain calm if my wife sits on my lap."

If his wife sits on his lap, he will definitely lose control.

Hanson didn't think there was anything wrong with his thoughts.

Men always have some thoughts when facing their beautiful wives; it would be abnormal if they didn't.

Although his thoughts were a bit excessive, it was human nature.

Vania replied, "Very well, she couldn't argue with that."

She knew she couldn't outwit him with her sharp tongue.

She asked, "Can't you be as aloof in front of me as you are outside?"

Hanson, in front of others, was synonymous with aloofness and self-restraint.

He acted like an old monk, but the contrast was particularly striking when he was with her.

Thinking of his wife's request, Hanson suddenly became aloof and self-restrained. "Do you like this one?"

He could show off the type of things his wife liked anytime, anywhere.

Of course, only his wife had this privilege.

However, it was limited to showing off. He couldn't be self-restrained.

Before Vania appeared, maybe he could.

But after she appeared, it was impossible.

He was caught off guard.

Vania patted her slightly flushed face and said, "At least for now, I really like it. Keep it up."

She mentioned those words to prevent him from saying embarrassing things in front of her.

"No need." Hanson couldn't be bothered to pretend, his true self had long been seen by Vania.

If he acted aloof now, wouldn't it cause trouble for himself?

How could he have close contact with his wife if he acted aloof and self-restrained?

Vania said, "Fine. He can say whatever he wants."

After a nap, she felt much better and immediately changed the subject. "Let's go, see Liam first."

The atmosphere in this room was a bit ambiguous; it would be better to go out and relax.

But Hanson didn't move at all; he was very dissatisfied with his wife's concern for Liam.

He said, "You still need to rest now. It's not too late to see him when you're better."

As for when Vania would be better, he would decide.

"I think I'm fine now."

Just as Vania was about to get out of bed, Hanson held her down. "I think you have something; lie down."

After losing so much blood, it would take at least ten days or half a month to recover.

Of course, Vania didn't know that Hanson thought of her as so weak. Otherwise, she would definitely get up and

prove to him that she was fine.

"But..."

"No buts." Hanson interrupted her reasoning. "The doctor has already been here; he's fine now."

Just thinking that his wife's blood was flowing in that man's body made this jealous man feel uncomfortable.

He became even more dissatisfied with Liam, but this dissatisfaction wouldn't affect the trust between them as

sworn brothers.

He simply didn't like Liam getting close to Vania.

This should be attributed to a man's possessiveness.

Hanson thought that if Liam saw him now, he would definitely be very pleased, so he wouldn't give that man a

chance.

Vania could tell that this guy's jealousy had reached its peak.

She could only speak seriously. "Saving a life is more important than building a seven-story pagoda, not to mention

you guys are still relatives."

With this explanation, he shouldn't be jealous anymore, right?

Hanson didn't want to listen to these theories at all.

He would not object to saving lives, but he would definitely be jealous for a while. Then, he said with a cold face,

"Has your opinion of him changed?"

He remembered that his wife used to have a lot of reservations about Liam.

Indeed, Liam used to mediate between her and the Keplers. This often left Vania feeling greatly disgusted.

Is it possible that after the blood transfusion, my wife's thoughts have changed?

Vania was really amused by Hanson's appearance as his calculating appearance really made her unable to resist

touching him.

Even though she was a girl, the desire to hold Hanson in her arms and shower him with affection remained strong

within her.

So, she did just that.

She cradled his head against her chest, whispering, "I'm genuinely worried about you. You'll always hold the top

spot in my heart."

"Lies." Hanson coldly unveiled her intentions, yet his head continued to rest against Vania's chest.

This position stirred certain inappropriate thoughts within him.

As Hanson responded eloquently with his words, his mind had already drifted far away.

His thoughts were more profound than before.

"Hmm?" Vania was puzzled. She did not understand why it was a lie.

She was sincere; after all, no man could enter her heart.

"Hmph." Hanson acted a bit spoiled, and patiently explained to Vania, "Your babies are the most important in your

heart."

She always prioritized her children in front of him and the children, yet she said that he was the most important.

What a big liar.

A woman's words equated to a treacherous spirit.

"Haha." Vania laughed mercilessly.

She playfully tousled his hair, relishing the twinge of jealousy he felt toward her own children.

Hanson, after being held in Vania's embrace all the while, might have pretended to dislike it verbally, but his heart

was flourishing with warmth.

It seemed like he had taken advantage.

The little deer in his heart was darting around restlessly.

While Vania had been laughing at him and the little one competing for attention, she hadn't realized that he had

already taken full advantage of her.

It wasn't until the end that Vania noticed her buttons had been undone, and then she realized something was amiss.

She widened her eyes, looking incredulous.

"Y-You." What a beast.

When did this guy unfasten my clothes? He didn't even release a patient.

Hanson's face turned awkward for a moment. Could he say that he had misunderstood her and couldn't hold back

for a while?

Obviously, this explanation was not valid.

Vania moved away from him, and said, "Sit further away."

Hanson awkwardly smiled and sat on a nearby chair, trying to calm himself down.

After a while, he replied, "Darling, if you feel better, let's go home and rest."

It was inconvenient to do anything in the hospital.

Vania snorted. Going home to rest was practically an open invitation for him, wasn't it? Despite that, she did not

want to create a scene at the hospital.

"Let's visit Liam first. Then, we'll head home," she proposed.

"Okay." Hanson reluctantly agreed.

In the end, she still didn't forget about this man.

Being concerned about Vania's frailty, Hanson carried her.

Vania wrapped her arms around his neck and hesitated, "Please, not this."

Even though she was somewhat weak, she could manage walking. Additionally, considering the number of people in

Liam's ward, it wouldn't be suitable for Hanson to carry her in that manner.

"If you want to see him, I'll have to carry you," he stated firmly, drawing a line with Vania. He did not want Liam to

feel overly triumphant.

As expected, upon arriving at the ward, all eyes turned toward Vania and Hanson. The intensity of their gaze made

Vania feel uneasy and self-conscious, as if there was an indescribable flavor to their scrutiny.