Blimey, My Kid's the Heir to the Billionaire Boss!

When Sadie heard him say that, she felt a pang of sadness, her nose tingled, and she couldn't help but hug him tightly.

She was super anxious and sad. She was just pretending not to worry about him because she didn't want him to know she was already aware of his illness.

In reality, she was counting down the days. The one-month deadline Gabriella mentioned now had only 26 days left. She had to get Riley to Half Mountain Villa within those 26 days. Otherwise, Micah would really be in danger.

"I'm fine," Micah said, seeing Sadie like that and panicking a bit, wondering if he had overdone it. He quickly added, "I was just teasing you."

Sadie didn't say anything, just held him, burying her face in his shoulder, not daring to let him see the tears in her eyes.

Micah felt uneasy. Did she know something?

"If that vase hadn't hit you, you wouldn't be like this," Sadie said, her voice filled with deep regret.

She couldn't shake the thought that if the vase hadn't struck Micah, he would be in better shape, with less risk involved.

"Yeah, I did it to save you," Micah replied, seizing the moment. "So you have to take responsibility for me!"noveldrama

Sadie laughed softly, gently pinching his cheek. "You said the same thing last time in the hospital. How do you want me to take responsibility? Take care of you? Aren't I taking care of you now?" "Not just now," Micah said, his tone turning serious. "I want you to take care of me forever, until I die!"

"Stop talking nonsense," Sadie snapped, her expression hardening. "Don't talk about dying."

"I..." Micah began.

"I'm telling you, if you die," Sadie interrupted, her voice rising with anger, "I'll take our kids and marry another man. I'll make sure they call someone else daddy."

Micah's eyes flared with anger, his face flushing. "How dare you?" he growled, his gaze intense enough to almost spit fire.

"Just watch me," Sadie deliberately provoked him, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "Not only that, I'll spend your money, live in your house. Anyway, there's no one left in the Clemens Family; all the assets belong to my kids. I'll spend it however I want."

"Sadie, you..." Micah's face flushed with anger. He wanted to hit her, but his whole body was stiff, and he couldn't move at all.

"What?" Sadie pulled his cheek and said fiercely, "You can't even move now. I can do whatever I want to you."

"You..." Micah was so angry he was about to explode, his eyes almost popping out.

"Angry? If you're angry, then get better quickly!" Sadie saw his angry and helpless look and wanted to laugh, but she continued to threaten him.

"Cooperate with the treatment, live well, so you can argue and fight with me in the future. Otherwise, you'll just have to watch me ruin the Clemens Family!"

Hearing this, Micah's anger instantly dissipated, and he was touched. He struggled to extend his stiff hand and pulled her into his arms.

He knew she was provoking him, she wanted him to live well, so she said these things to provoke him.

Maybe she already knew his real condition, maybe she was worried something would happen to him.

He didn't want to ask, didn't dare to ask, and didn't want to expose it.

No matter what, it was good to have her by his side, it was good that she loved him.

At this moment, Rebecca knocked on the door and came in. Seeing the two tightly embracing, she quickly turned around, hurriedly saying, "Sorry, I'll leave now." "Wait a minute." Sadie hurried over to greet her, "Rebecca, give me the porridge."

"Okay, Ms. James," Rebecca smiled at her apologetically, put the porridge on the table, and then left in a hurry.

"Alright, time to drink the porridge," Sadie said, scooping a bowl of steaming porridge.

She sat by the bed and gently brought a spoonful to Micah's lips. "Be good, open your mouth."

Micah frowned, feeling a wave of frustration wash over him. He thought to himself, 'This is miserable, having porridge every day!'