CHAPTER 212: CHAPTER 212: COUSIN, YOU’RE SO MISERABLE

"Is he related to you by blood?"

"No."

"Then he’s not your real cousin, don’t call him that anymore, just use his name!"

Isabella Weaver had a headache.

If she called Alexander Parker by his name, he’d probably go berserk.

Speaking of Alexander Parker, she suddenly remembered: "I don’t know if his eyes can recover. Can you find someone to ask about it for me?"

Harry Hunter frowned: "It’s better if he stays blind!"

"He can’t be blind. You injured him, and it was because of the fever that he went blind. You bear a lot of responsibility."

"How is it my fault? He refused to take medicine and shots, insisting on burning himself up; even a deity couldn’t save him."

"If you won’t ask for me, then I’ll go find him myself?"

"No way! I’ll ask!"

Harry Hunter gritted his teeth, clutching Isabella Weaver’s left hand tightly in his palm: "Don’t bring him up again!"

"You were the one who mentioned him first..."

"I can mention him, but you can’t!"

Isabella Weaver couldn’t help but shake her head, this guy was just... too domineering.

"Fine, I won’t mention him anymore. Hurry up and eat."

"You haven’t called me ’Daddy’ yet!"

Isabella Weaver was both angry and amused: "Didn’t you just ask me to call you ’Brother’? How did it change to ’Daddy’ now?"

"I’ve thought it over, I have to be a generation higher than Alexander Parker!"

Isabella Weaver laughed into his arms: "Then I’ll call you ’Grandpa,’ and my cousin will also follow and call you ’Grandpa,’ Mr. Hunter, you’ll have the highest status!"

Harry Hunter imagined the scene of Alexander Parker calling him ’Grandpa’ in the future, and suddenly felt extremely pleased!

...

In the hospital, Alexander Parker suddenly sneezed.

He looked around warily.

Who?

Who was cursing him?

Ella Weaver sat idly on the bed and asked him, "Cousin, can you see now?"

"No."

Ella Weaver rolled her eyes, why were you turning your head around like you could see everything?

"It’s really a pity, Isabella made it to the newspaper, you can’t see how glorious she looks now."

"What? What happened to her? Didn’t that guy named Harry protect her well?"

Ella Weaver rolled her eyes again: "Nothing happened, what could happen to her! That Harry guy protected her very well, he’s even letting her wear Master Anton’s princess dress, she’s famous all over the city!"

"I knew her beauty would astonish the whole city sooner or later! Where’s the doctor? Get me the doctor now, I need to recover my sight quickly!"

Ella Weaver was too lazy to roll her eyes again: "You’ve already called for the doctor dozens of times, the doctor is nearly driven mad by you. Your Isabella didn’t become famous for her beauty, she participated in a jewelry design competition, won a championship, and made the front page of the newspaper."

"I knew her talent would astonish the whole city sooner or later! Where’s the doctor? Get me the doctor now, I need to recover my sight quickly!"

Ella Weaver was speechless!

This genius doesn’t even change his lines!

"Weren’t you previously uninterested in your eyes? Didn’t even want to live. What’s changed now?"

"I thought my cousin was annoyed with me, but no! She still cares about me, she even came to the mental hospital to see me, she wouldn’t eat when you guys told her to, but she drank the juice I fed her!"

Ella Weaver laughed coldly, pouring salt on his wound: "Yes, right, she fainted because she drank the juice you fed her."

"Shut up!"

"And then you got beat up by that Harry guy, with a bruised face, so pathetic!"

"I told you to shut up!"

"And then Isabella was carried away by that Harry guy. When Isabella woke up and saw it was Harry who saved her, she was so moved she pledged herself to him, cousin, you’ve been cuckolded, how pathetic!"