Mommy，We Got a Husband by Doris

Chapter 108 | Don't Mind If You Hate Me, | Want You to Remember Me!

"Galatea, good for you!" Alaric grabbed Galatea's wrist and then said word by word, "Lettell you, whether

this relationship ends or not is up to me. If you want to escape, | won't forgive you. Either you never get married

again, or you get married to me. | don't mind if you hate me. | only want you to remember me!"

This damn woman, now she was really getting bold!

Suddenly, she had the money and the courage to end the relationship with him. Wasn't it because Ambrose had

returned?

As long as he was still alive, the person Galatea would marry could only be him. Not Ambrose!

"Unreasonable!" Galatea was so angry at Alaric's words that she forcefully shook off Alaric's hand and ran

directly into the stairwell.

Seeing Galatea running away, Alaric was truly furious.

But this anger wasn't entirely towards Galatea; it was more towards himself. He violently punched the wall, and

blood slowly seeped out.

Alaric returned to the company lounge and saw that Galatea's room was dark. Once she got home, she must

have fallen asleep. Unlike him, she can sleep without any restlessness.

Alaric took out sleeping pills from the drawer of the coffee table. There were only three pills left, so he swallowed

all of them at once, but three sleeping pills did not affect him at all. He had insomnia for a night.

It had been three days and three nights. Alaric's body had already worsened in poor condition with no rest and a

restless mood.

He left the lounge and went to the office early the next day because of insomnia. He tried to read the documents

but couldn't concentrate, and he had a slight headache.

"Mr. Alaric, Ambrose is here."

So early?

"Let him in." Despite feeling very uncomfortable, Alaric forced himself to appear in the best possible state,

perhaps due to his competitive spirit.

"Good morning, Mr. Alaric." Ambrose handed over a stack of documents respectfully and reported, "This is the

project progress report and detailed quality inspection of the construction materials. Please take a look."

Alaric glanced at it. The project's progress and construction quality were unexpectedly good, and several

construction site drawings were attached.

Construction sites are usually messy, but the construction site under Ambrose's management was remarkably

clean and tidy.

No matter from which angle he examined it, they were perfect!

"Very good," Alaric sincerely praised. Then he tossed the documents aside and looked at Ambrose, saying, "I

heard people say that CEO Ambrose personally does the labor, and it surprised me."

Ambrose smiled slightly, slightly lowering his head, and said, "My job is to build the entertainment city for Mr.

Alaric. Since I'm at the construction site every day, | might as well do sphysical exercise."

"CEO Ambrose, you really impressed me." Alaric spoke directly, "As far as | know, Far East International is now

under the control of your older brother, and Todd Vale is not a good person. It was difficult for CEO Ambrose to be

able to hold such a position under your brother's suppression."

Upon hearing this, Ambrose's expression slightly changed, but he remained calm and indifferent, seemingly

unaffected.

"It seems that nothing can escape Mr. Alaric's eyes. Yes, my relationship with my older brother is not so

harmonious, but he is my older brother at hand my superior at work. | have to respect him privately and

obey him publicly. My older brother is very demanding in his work, so | strive to be impeccable in his eyes. That's

it."

Impeccable?

Just like this entertainment city project, he really achieved impeccability in all aspects.

This extrperfectionist in his approach to work was impressive but also dangerous.

Through this period of contact, Alaric slowly understood why Galatea had fallen for him back then. It was related

to Galatea's background. She had her pride and aura, so she didn't like the other party being too dominant. She

wanted someone who would dote on her and be mature, refined, and diligent.

Isn't Ambrose in front of her just like that?

However, Ambrose abandoned Galatea for his career back then, and now he doesn't even have the courage to

acknowledge her for the sake of his career.

Why would Galatea be fascinated with such a man?

"Mr. Alaric?" Ambrose lightly called out to Alaric when he was lost in thought.

Upon hearing this, Alaric snapped out of it and looked at him. Then Ambrose continued, "I heard that Mr. Alaric

has a very handsson. | haven't had a chance to meet him, so | bought him a small gift, hoping that he'll like

it." Ambrose placed the gift on Alaric's desk, then got up and said, "I won't disturb you any longer, Mr. Alaric.

Take your time."

After saying that, Ambrose left. Alaric looked at the expensive gift he bought for Caspian. It was quite valuable

indeed.

Alaric casually threw it into the trash can and got up, planning to go out. However, when he stood up, he felt

dizzy. He hurriedly held onto the desk and forcefully shook his head.

Is it because he hasn't been resting well these days? He almost fainted just now.

"Mr. Alaric." Silas, who had just cin, was startled when he saw this. He hurriedly ran over and supported

Alaric and said, "What's wrong, Mr. Alaric? Are you feeling unwell?" "I'm fine." Alaric pushed away Silas's hand.

Although he still felt dizzy now, it was much better than before.

"Mr. Alaric, the company isn't busy now. If you're not feeling well, you should go hand rest. You've been

staying at the company this whole tand haven't been hfor a long time." Yeah, he felt like he hadn't seen

Caspian for a long time.

"If there's anything urgent, call me."

"es."

Alaric couldn't drive in his current condition, so Silas quickly arranged a car for him. After getting in the car,

Alaric was constantly on the verge of falling asleep, but he couldn't actually sleep. "Master." the servants

respectfully called him when he returned to the mansion.

"Don't let anyone disturbon the second-floor bedroom," Alaric instructed, then supported himself up the

stairs.

Lying on the bed, he felt weak all over. He closed his eyes, yet that damn Galatea kept invading his mind.

Afterward, he was in a daze, half-asleep, lying in bed all day. He faintly heard Caspian cback before finally

getting up.

But now, he still didn't feel as good as before, feeling as if his body weighed a ton.

"Daddy?" Alaric was shocked when he saw Harry at home. "Daddy, you finally remember that you have a son.

How long has it been since you cback last time?"

"I'm really sorry, Caspian," Alaric apologized.

His tone exposed his poor condition. Harry looked at his face carefully and asked with concern, "Daddy, you look

terrible. Are you feeling unwell?"

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