The CEO’s Ex-Wife Is A Famous Doctor

The CEO’s Ex-Wife Is A Famous Doctor By LiLhyz Chapter 47

Chapter 47: Erick’s Reaction

Shantelle let out a heavy sigh. She had been holding her phone up for almost a minute.

“Shanty, it’s just a phone number,” Evan said. “You’ll need to get in touch with me for

our son, Lucas.”

“Evan, I will not entertain calls that do not

involve my son. So do not get any wild ideas,

“Shantelle clarified.

A chuckle left Evan’s lips when he replied, “I

wasn’t planning to get wild.”

Shantelle rolled her eyes. She gave out her

personal number and let Evan save his on

her mobile. Afterward, she gave him another

number. She said, “That is my work number. Call me only in cases of emergency.”

“Thank you, Shanty. I will cherish your number like it is gold,” he said with a smile, and Shantelle held back the urge to roll her

eyes again.

“He hasn’t eaten yet. He insisted on having breakfast with you,” she revealed.

“Is that right, Lucas? Do you want to eat breakfast with your grandma and me?”

Evan sought, looking down to his left, where Lucas clung to his waist.

“Grandma? Another grandma?” Lucas

sought, his eyes sparkling at the idea. “Is she excited to see me?”

“She is thrilled. She could not wake up early. She was exhausted from looking after

grandpa,” Evan replied.

Shantelle smiled at the thought of Clara

meeting her son. She asked, “How did Aunt

Clara feel about all this?”

“Oh, Shanty, you know my mother loves you. That has never changed,” he replied. ” You’ll probably see her later at the hospital, and you both can have a heart-to-heart talk. She has a lot to say, but overall, she is happy

about Lucas.”

“Thank you,” Shantelle answered. She looked down at her son and reminded, “Be a good boy. Take care of your grandma.”

“Yes, mommy!” Lucas replied, giving Shantelle a salute. “Bye! See you tomorrow

afternoon!”

Returning her regard to Evan, she reminded, “Don’t give him too many sweets, please. No sodas, and don’t buy him too extravagant

things.”

“Got it,” Evan acknowledged and ushered

Lucas into the car.

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Just before leaving, Evan came out with red roses in his hand. He gave them to Shantelle, surprising her altogether. He explained, It’s just a little token for taking care of Lucas all these years.”

When Shantelle stood there, staring at the flowers, Evan pleaded, “Please, take them.”

“Mommy, Daddy is so sweet, giving you roses,” Lucas said, peeking out of the car.

Shantelle accepted the flowers, saying, “You don’t have to do this next time.”

Evan and Lucas bid goodbye. Their car drove off the driveway and into the street. Shantelle did not know how long she took heavy breaths, reminding herself to trust

Evan with her son. He was his father, after

all.

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“Doctor Shant! Doctor Shant!” Shantelle

turned to find Mrs. Gonzales, the mother of the young man she had performed surgery on a few days back. She was chasing after her in the hallways of the hospital.

“Yes, Mrs. Gonzales, what can I do for you?” She asked.

“The man who said he would pay for my son’s hospital bills, can I speak with him?”

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Bemused, Shantelle replied, “Mrs. Gonzales, the hospital already agreed to take your son into the charity program. Why would you need to speak with him?”

“Well, the problem is my son’s employer dismissed him. They could not wait for him to recover from his injuries, and that man said he could offer a job?” Mrs. Gonzales

sought.

“I see.” Shantelle replied, “I will speak to

him about it, but I don’t know if that will

work because his business is mainly in Rose

Hills.”

The lady heaved in regret. She remarked, ‘ Oh, that’s far.”

“It is. What kind of work does your son do?” Shantelle asked.

“He is a driver and security guard. He has undergone self-defense training,” Mrs. Gonzales said.

“Okay, Mrs. Gonzales, let me see how my friend can help,” Shantelle answered. “I

know where to find you.”

“Thank you, Doctor Shant,” the lady said before wishing Shantelle well.

The morning went by smoothly for Shantelle. She had consultations in the first

three hours before going around the hospital. She gave the order to move Erick Thompson to a private room and assisted in the transfer, knowing she would need to make that talk with the old Thompsons.

Making it to Erick’s room, she smiled and gave the good news. “Uncle Erick, I’m moving you to a private room.”

“Shanty. Your smile brightens up my day,” Erick said. He was already sitting up, with his bed inclined. “Thank you for moving me out here. Besides being scared by all these beeping sounds, I feel so bored.”

“Good morning, Misses – I mean, Shanty,”

Mrs. Shaw greeted.

“Good morning, Mrs. Shaw,” Shantelle greeted back. “Aunt Clara hasn’t come yet?”

“She called earlier, telling me about a surprise, but I supposed I will find out later

when she arrives. She said she is bringing

food for lunch and videos of her beautiful

surprise.” Erick shrugged. “I wonder what else could be a better surprise?”

Shantelle smiled. She knew full well what the

surprise was all about. Seeing the nurse aids. ready for the move, she said, “Let’s go.”

The transfer to the new room was seamless. Erick was amazed by how the hospital staff moved his body without discomfort. He smiled brightly at a new space, which was huge and brighter. “Now, this is more like it.

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“Uncle, it’s time to start getting up,”

Shantelle ordered. “Have you passed gas yet?

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“No, I haven’t, but I only started eating last night,” Erick admitted.

“Well, the sooner your body can adjust, the better. We can finally remove your urine

catheter. Now that you are in a bigger room, try getting up,” Shantelle instructed.

“Oh, but it’s painful, my dear. My body feels very sore,” Erick complained. “Let me rest first for another day. We can practice getting

up tomorrow.”

Shantelle chuckled, and she replied, “I know. That’s because of the surgery, but you need to move, uncle. Walk around so your

muscles will return to normal, and so will your bowel movement. If you don’t, your intestines will stick together, which will be more trouble for us.”

“Well, since you put it that way, I have no choice. Will you help your uncle, Shanty?” Erick asked with a smile.

Shantelle could not deny Erick’s request.

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Together with Mrs. Shaw, she assisted Erick in getting up. They had multiple attempts but succeeded after their fifth try.

“It hurts to straighten my back,” Erick grumbled. “But for the sake of my intestines not sticking together, I will move.”

Shantelle and Mrs. Shaw wound up giggling.

They each carried one arm of Erick as he slowly took steps near the bed.

Suddenly, the door to the room opened, and a hotel staff first walked in, carrying bags of food. Clara followed, pacing inside the room with a glow on her face. She exclaimed, “Oh, Erick. You are up!”

“Thanks to Shanty, she threatened me with my intestines,” Erick remarked, once again encouraging giggles in the room.

“Shanty, you really bring so much

happiness into our lives. I’m so glad we

found you,” Clara remarked, going straight for Shantelle and hugging her frame. “He is

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so beautiful. He reminds me so much of

Evan, and I thank you for sharing him with

us.”

Clara pushed back a strand of Shantelle’s hair, saying, “I want you to know that I am not angry. I was disappointed at first, but I don’t want us to have any more distance. More than seven years is enough. Let’s get past the time we have lost and focus on Lucas, okay, my dear Shanty?”

Shantelle nodded, and tears stung her eyes, accepting Clara’s embrace. She replied, “I’m sorry, Aunt Clara. I did not mean to keep

him to myself. I was just – I did not know how Evan would react.”

“Shhh. It’s okay. Let’s forget about it,” Clara suggested. “Evan explained to me, and I understand.”

Erick and Mrs. Shaw were utterly baffled. Mrs. Shaw had to aid Erick into his bed as they listened to Clara’s emotional words. They watched as Clara and Shantelle

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continued to hug, exchanging statements that did not make sense to them.

Finally, Erick has had enough. He asked, ” What is going on? Who is Lucas?”

Clara and Shantelle let go of their embrace. Clara looked at Shantelle, silently asking for approval. When Shantelle nodded, Clara revealed, “Erick, dear. Shanty has a son with Evan, and his name is Lucas.”

She smiled brightly and revealed, “We are grandparents!” Immediately, she fished out her phone from her bag and showed Erick

and Mrs. Shaw the video she had taken of

Lucas.

At first, Erick was dumbfounded. He kept gawking at the videos, often playing them back. After some time, he remarked, “He looks so much like little Evan.”

“He does,” Clara admitted, “And he is our grandson.”

Erick glanced at Shantelle. His eyes looked

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heavy as he asked, “Is this true, Shanty?”

“Yes, it’s true. I found out I was pregnant with Lucas after leaving Rose Hills,”

Shantelle weakly confirmed. She presented

her reasons for keeping it to herself before, yet again apologizing. “I’m sorry, uncle.”

There was a moment of silence coming from Erick. On the other hand, Clara kept telling all the great things she had learned about Lucas. Soon, Erick asked, ‘Shanty, when can I be discharged?”

“When you have passed gas or have a bowel movement, and you can get up from the bed three times a day,” Shantelle answered.

“I – I.” Erick looked down at himself. He said, “I want to practice walking again. Let’s try it again.” The corners of his eyes welled with tears as he asserted, “I want to see my grandson. I want to hold him. I want to kiss him.” 1

“Oh, how it must feel good to hold him.” Just

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as Clara and Mrs. Shaw aided him off the bed, Erick turned to Shantelle and said, ” Thank you, my dear Shanty. You – you give me more reason to keep going.”

He put a palm on his chest and described, “A better heart and now, a grandson.”