The Villain Mom Awakens — Going Viral by Parenting on a Reality Show Chapter 245: Nina, Come a Little Closer

The private doctor hurried over. After an examination, he found that Ethan Shaw’s wound showed signs of minor tearing. He re-bandaged it and instructed, "President Shaw, you must not get the wound wet. It’s also best that you get plenty of rest. We don’t want it to tear open a second ti."

He gave a final bow. "I’ll go prepare the dication now. Sir, Ma’am, I’ll take my leave."

Naomi Kenway had seen the distinct wound on Ethan Shaw’s shoulder blade. It was clearly caused by a sharp weapon. She frowned. "How did you get this injury?"

"I got hurt on the road. It was an accident."

"Do you take for a fool? How did you really get this injury?"

The urgency in her own voice made Naomi Kenway pause. Just as she was about to explain herself, she heard Ethan Shaw chuckle softly. "Nina, you’re worried about ."

He wasn’t asking; he was stating a fact.

Naomi Kenway licked her dry lips. "Of course I am. If you die, who will give an unlimited black card?"

"Don’t you worry. I’ll make sure to live a long, prosperous life," Ethan Shaw promised with a straight face.

"Mommy, what are you talking about?" Ian Shaw asked, tilting his head, his big, dark eyes full of confusion. He then rushed to Ethan Shaw’s bedside, his eyes slightly red. "Daddy..."

Ethan Shaw reached out and pinched his son’s cheek, saying seriously, "Daddy wants so grapes."

No more needed to be said. Ian, the dutiful son, took his "mission" and scurried downstairs.

The bedroom door closed again.

"Nina, co a little closer."

Naomi Kenway leaned closer and was gently pulled into an embrace. His thin, sensual lips brushed against her ear. "This way," he murmured, "I’ll definitely recover much faster."

His warm breath washed over her ear, and a shiver ran down Naomi Kenway’s slender fra. "You... What kind of nonsense is that?"

"Being in a good mood helps wounds heal faster. I believe that’s scientifically proven, isn’t it?"

A faint, inexplicable blush crept onto Naomi Kenway’s cheeks, as if she were wearing rouge.

Ethan Shaw watched her from the side, his gaze deepening. He suddenly felt a strong urge to kiss her.

Just as he lowered his head, he heard a sound from the doorknob, and Naomi Kenway had already taken a step back.

Ian ran in, carrying a bowl of large, round, freshly washed grapes. His eyes were sparkling. "Ian washed them himself! Daddy, you have to get better quickly."

Ethan Shaw smiled and ruffled his hair. "Such a good boy. But next ti, rember to knock before coming into the bedroom, okay?"

Ian scratched his head in embarrassnt. "I’m sorry, Daddy. Ian was in too much of a hurry."

"It’s okay. Ian did a great job."

Naomi Kenway stepped out to take a call, leaving the father and son in the bedroom, staring at each other.

"Daddy, you’re a bad guy!" Ian said.

"Why?"

Ian hugged his arms, a pout on his fair little face. "You made Mommy angry today. Mommy was really sad. Ian knows."

"I’m sorry." Ethan Shaw apologized with genuine sincerity. "It’s all Daddy’s fault. Daddy shouldn’t have made Mommy angry and sad, and I shouldn’t have made Ian worry. This will be the last ti. Can you forgive Daddy?"

"You have to promise not to make Mommy angry again. Let’s make a pinky promise."

After their pinky promise, Ian forgave Ethan Shaw. His small, chubby hand grasped Ethan Shaw’s large one. "Daddy, you have to get well soon, okay?"

’Ian looks so much like .’ He rembered his grandmother saying they were like two peas in a pod as children, as if cast from the sa mold.

Ethan Shaw carefully studied the innocent, cherubic face before him, still plump with baby fat. ’The shape of his eyes and brows are just like mine, but the curve of his lips is the spitting image of Naomi Kenway’s.’

’This is my own flesh and blood,’ he thought. ’I know this is my responsibility as a father, a duty I must bear.’

His gaze fixed on Ian’s lips, and this ti, Ethan Shaw felt a secret joy welling up inside him.

’This is my child with Naomi Kenway, the fruit of our love, born from the fusion of our flesh and blood.’

Ian blinked his big eyes, looking a little confused. It was the first ti he had ever seen such a gentle expression in his father’s eyes.

*

The film crew was rushing to et their deadline, so Naomi Kenway returned to the set the next day, leaving Ethan Shaw in the care of the maids at ho.

Perhaps because her mind was a ss, Naomi Kenway’s performance wasn’t up to her usual standard. She sincerely apologized, "I’m so sorry, I’m not quite in the right fra of mind today. I’m holding everyone up. I’ll get myself together as soon as possible."

Naomi Kenway was usually extrely professional, so everyone was understanding about this minor hiccup and told her to make sure she got so rest.

During a break, Naomi Kenway received a call from Jenna Shaw.

"I’m so sorry, Naomi. I can’t make it out this afternoon. Let’s reschedule our shopping trip for another ti."

Naomi Kenway then rembered she had made plans with Jenna Shaw to go shopping while they were in the dressing room. With so much on her mind lately, she had completely forgotten.

"It’s fine, Jenna. Are you not feeling well?"

"No, it’s not that. My mom’s sick. She’s in bed right now."

Naomi Kenway subconsciously thought of what Ethan Shaw had said, and of his injury. She asked, "What happened?"

"Sigh." Jenna Shaw’s voice dropped. "I think my brother had a huge fight with my mom. She’s been depressed since yesterday, and I’m a little worried about her. I can’t believe my brother would argue with Mom. He never talks back to her... I asked my dad, but he was in a bad mood and didn’t want to tell anything. Naomi, do you have any idea what happened?"

Naomi Kenway’s mind was in turmoil. "I don’t know either."

Jenna Shaw said, "I heard about what happened at the engagent party. You were treated unfairly, Naomi. I’ll be sure to have a talk with our mom and get her to drop those ideas of hers."

"Mm..."

"Naomi, my mom’s calling for . I’ll talk to you later."

After hanging up, Naomi Kenway fell into deep thought.

’It’s obvious that Ethan Shaw had a huge fight with Jane Chandler. I never thought he’d actually turn on his own mother for .’

For a mont, Naomi Kenway couldn’t quite put a na to the feeling in her heart.

’The last person who protected like this... was my mother.’

*

「Clentine Coleman Residence」

"Clentine, the marriage arrangent with the Shaw Family is off. You don’t have to go on any more blind dates," Mrs. Clentine Coleman said.

Clentine Coleman was sitting on the sofa, munching on an apple. Hearing the news, she looked up in pleasant surprise. "For real?"

"Your Auntie Jean said she won’t be ddling in her son Ethan Shaw’s business anymore. What a sha," Mrs. Clentine Coleman sighed.

"What’s the sha in that? I’m not into n who’ve been married before, and I don’t want to be anyone’s stepmom," Clentine Coleman retorted. "I’m loaded. Why should I put myself through that? Besides, that Ethan Shaw obviously looked down on . He’s so full of himself he wouldn’t even look in the eye. And anyway, how could I..."

As she spoke, she grabbed a throw pillow and started wailing. "She definitely dislikes now, she must hate ! What am I going to do? AHHHH! I don’t want her to hate ... No, wait, she’s such a terrible person, but I really, really don’t want her to hate ..." Clentine Coleman was a ss of distress and inner conflict.

"You silly girl. Ethan Shaw is exceptionally handso, and he’s unstoppable in the business world. If you married him, your life would be nothing but luxury."

"Oh. Well, I’m more interested in his wife."