HAPPY MOMMY HAPPY DADDY NOVEL novel Chapter 97

Chapter 97 Do I Look So Petty to You?

Mark’s body suddenly stiffened. He quickly turned around. At the door of the ward, a tall man was crossing his arms around his chest and looking at him with a playful look

“Ahem -”

Mark coughed lightly. “I still have patients waiting for me. I, I, I, I will go to work first!” After saying that, regardless of what expression Samir had on his face, the man stood up directly and strode away from Samir. “Ai…”

Alora raised her hand. Before she could say a word, Mark’s figure had completely disappeared from her sight.

“What, you can’t bear to part with him?”

Seeing Alora’s expression, the man at the door lightly raised his hand and closed the door of the ward.

After a bang, only Alora and Samir were left in the closed room.

The man gracefully stepped in front of her and sat down on the chair beside her. He gently opened the lunch box and handed the spoon to her.

“Thank you…” Alora took the spoon. “I know what Mark said just now was nonsense. I won’t take it seriously.” She lowered her head and ate the porridge carefully

“What he said is not completely false,” Samir said in a low voice with a hint of a smile.

Alora was stunned and looked up at him.

The man’s deep, bottomless eyes carried a faint smile.

“Why are you looking at me like that?”

Alora blushed and quickly lowered her head to continue eating her porridge.

Samir narrowed his eyes slightly.

He could feel that she was very reserved. “Alora.”

When the man called her name in a low voice, it was a little awkward, but his voice was very pleasant to hear.

She silently hummed and continued to eat the porridge seriously.

“Has the old man been here?”

“Your fiancee was here too.” She nodded silently.

“Fiancée?”

Samir frowned slightly. After a while, he realized that she was talking about Nancy.

“Let me do it,” said the man as he snatched the bowl of porridge from her.

“I can do it myself,” said Alora, feeling a little uneasy as he placed the spoon in her mouth.

“It’s not like I haven’t fed you before.”

He shook his head helplessly and brought the spoon forward.

She glanced at him, then slowly lowered her head and ate the spoonful of porridge.

One spoonful after another.

“Nancy has never been my fiancee.” Samir’s low voice rang softly.

“But…”

“She was brought back by my second brother.”

“My second brother used to be a soldier. There was an accident in the last mission before he retired. His comrade blocked the mine for him and died a terrible death.”

“After the man died, his wife in the countryside couldn’t take the blow and committed suicide. There was only an underage daughter left, so Second Brother brought this girl who became an orphan back to Rowan family and raised her as a younger sister.” “This girl is Nancy?” Alora paused.

“Yes.”

Samir nodded and continued to feed her porridge. “When she arrived at the Rowan family, I was eighteen. She was fifteen.”

“At that time, Second Brother joked that he wanted her to marry me when she grew up, so there was a rumor that she was my fiancee.”

“Is it just a rumor?” Alora asked as she gripped the bed sheet beside her.

“What do you think?”

“If I really had feelings for her, do you think you would have had a chance?” Samir asked.

Alora paused.

Although his words were a little cruel, she was convinced.

Yes.

No matter what, Nancy had lived in the Rowan Family for ten years.

If she really was Samir’s fiancee and Samir really wanted to marry her…