A Reborn Bride Pearl Emerging from Dust novel Chapter 231

The next day, Calliope kept her promise to Baber and went to the hospital to pick him up.

Baber had been ready for a while, eagerly waiting for her. As soon as he saw her, his face lit up with excitement.

"Mommy! You're finally here! I've been all set and waiting!"

The little guy was dressed in a casual outfit, a small crossbody bag slung over his shoulder, and his hands stuffed coolly into his pockets. He looked both dashing and adorable.

Calliope ruffled his hair. "You feeling okay today? No discomfort?"

"Nope! After you gave me that treatment, I felt way better!"

"Good. If anything feels off, you tell me right away."

Calliope smiled at him warmly, took his hand, and led him out of the hospital.

Of course, Upton doted on his son immensely and had always gone to great lengths to protect him. That meant Baber never left the house without a full security team in tow.

Even though Calliope had asked Upton to tone things down, he still insisted on assigning some highly skilled bodyguards to accompany them. So they still had four guards tailing them as they left.

Two black cars pulled out from the hospital and headed straight for the amusement park.

Since it was the weekend, the place was packed with families and excited kids. Baber’s eyes gleamed with thrill and anticipation as he took in the bustling surroundings.

"Great! Everything looks so fun! Mommy, you have to go on all the rides with me!"

"Of course! Your dad never takes you to places like this, huh?"

Calliope knew Upton well enough to know he wasn’t the type of guy who’d take Baber to an amusement park. Honestly, she doubted he had ever set foot in one, even as a kid. Genius types like him were usually a little different from the rest of the world.

Calliope and Baber strolled into the park, stopping at a food stand to grab a couple of hot dogs. They ate as they plotted their first rides.

"Mr. Thorne, perhaps it would be better to avoid street food."

One of the bodyguards, watching Baber chomp down on his food, frowned in concern.

"Relax, he has a stronger stomach than his big-shot dad. A little hot dog won’t hurt him," Calliope said between bites. "You guys wanna grab some too? My treat."