You Are The Apple of My Eyes
Chapter 473 Noah Is Suspicious

Vicente and Noah went to see the two babies together in the nursery ward of the hospital. Since both babies were still premature, they were kept in separate incubators along with the other premature babies, and so Vicente and Noah could only observe the babies through the huge glass wall.

The children's eyes hadn't opened yet. All you could see was pure innocence on their faces. Nevertheless, there was a cuteness in them, loud and clear, even beneath their wrinkled appearance. As they stared at the babies, Vicente had the sudden urge to hug them.

"Look! They are my sons." Without looking away from the babies, Vicente raised her elbow to nudge Noah, trying to get his attention. She was smiling from ear to ear.

Feeling Vicente's nudge, Noah looked at the two boys who looked exactly the same. He stayed like this for a while, until he noticed them move their tiny hands. At this point, he could not help but raise his hands to touch the glass, feeling the desire to hold their tiny hands.

The newborn children were just too pure and too cute to resist.

However, after a closer look of the babies, Noah's face frowned and he seemed to have realized something. He glanced at Vicente and asked, "Are they more than six months old?"

"Yes," Vicente answered with a nod, without thinking much about Noah's question. "Aww, poor boys! They have to come out sooner from Nina's belly than they were due! It's sad to think that they will have to stay in these incubators for a period of time and won't be able to lie beside her."

Noah looked at Vicente with a frown. He then stared at the babies as his eyes twinkled. "Are you sure? They don't look like premature babies of more than six months. I don't want to rain on your parade, but premature babies such as them normally have a survival rate that is very low. These babies look healthy to me."

The corners of Vicente's mouth immediately dropped. The smile on her face was now replaced with a frozen expression. She avoided eye contact with Noah and looked away from the children.

"I think it's almost done. I'll go check on Demi and ask her what's going on," Vicente said, quickly changing the topic.

Because of how she reacted, Noah became even more doubtful. His suspicion that the biological father of the two children was John and not Vicente just became stronger.

Besides, Noah knew that Nina had a deep love for John, so how could she let another man other than him touch her in the slightest?

Furthermore, even if she happened to really sleep with Vicente, as soon as she woke up, she should have a deep hatred for Vicente. Therefore, their relationship should not be as close as it was now. Compared to a real couple with genuine feelings for each other, the way they got along with each other and the emotions in their eyes looked more like an intimacy of friends than lovers. Besides, Noah was sure Vicente liked men.

As Noah stared at Vicente's retreating figure, he felt like Vicente was fleeing, dodging the topic Noah was just getting started with.

Even then, he didn't have that much evidence yet to prove his suspicion, so all he could do now was follow him.

The two walked side by side to Demi's ward in silence.

Demi's injury compared to Nina was more serious. She was wrapped tightly like a mummy from head to toe with only a pair of eyes left uncovered. Her left leg was also hung high with a brace. Even if Demi had the more serious injury and that Nina only had her forehead hurt, Nina was still unconscious.

"Count Nangong..." As soon as she heard the sound of the door being opened, Demi glanced towards it with difficulty. Seeing that it was Vicente, she felt a little relieved and excited that she tried to sit up. Realizing what Demi was trying to do, Vicente immediately walked over towards her and pressed her shoulder gently. "Stay down. It's okay."

Demi nodded slightly and lay back obediently. Then, she leaned her head slowly on the side to be able to look at Vicente properly. With concern, she asked, "How's your wife? Is she okay? I'm really sorry. This is all my fault. I was too focused chatting with her that I wasn't able to notice the traffic lights turn red. It was an accident. I'm really sorry, Count Nangong. Please, I beg you, punish me, so I can pay back what I have done."

Noah stood behind Vicente and noticed how Demi spoke all this in one breath, as if she had practiced it before.

He had this strong feeling inside of him that he observed Demi for a moment.

He wasn't certain if it was because there were too many people spying on Nina in the cinema that made him feel a little nervous. Whenever there was someone who tried to get close to her, Noah could not help but feel doubt.

"Really? How could you not notice the traffic lights when you were driving?" Vicente asked with a frown. She was angry at Demi.

Demi looked away and lowered her head with guilt. "I am really sorry. I admit to my faults. I'm sorry for letting you down, and I'm also really sorry for the babies in her belly."

Tears started streaming down her bandaged face. Then, she turned to look at him again and added, "Please, Count Nangong, punish me. Punish me any way you want, but please let me continue to be your assistant. I will take any punishment, I swear, but please, let me keep my position. I won't ever try to disappoint you again. I promise."

As Vicente stood there beside the bed, looking down at Demi, she felt very uncomfortable with what and how the situation turned out.

She had changed a lot of assistants, but only Demi was the most reliable one. She wondered how Demi let such a thing happen so carelessly. Because of that, she wasn't convinced with what Demi had told her. "I will investigate it. Until then, you can have a rest in here for a while." "Okay," Demi said quietly. Deep inside, she felt a little disappointed.

Before Vicente could leave, Demi asked, "How is your wife? How about the babies? Are they okay?"

"Nina is still in coma, but the babies are saved," Vicente replied cheaply.

Hearing this, Demi forced a smile. "Really? That's great then! I'm glad they're all fine."

"Well then, have a good rest," Vicente said and left the ward without another word.

Before leaving, Noah gave Demi another look.

Demi watched Vicente's receding figure before she moved her head towards Noah, giving him a slight and polite node.

Demi's and Nina's wards were not in the same building, and Vicente and Noah had to pass through the central garden to be able to get to Nina's ward.

As soon as the two of them stepped on the brick path in the garden, a group of reporters swarmed towards them, surrounding them in such a way that Vicente and Noah had to stop walking. "Good day, Count Nangong! I heard that your wife had a car accident. Is that true?"

"Is she all right? How is she now? Can you please tell us?"

"Was she able to give birth to the babies?"

"Count Nangong, I'm sorry to ask, but are the children safe?"

The reporters crowded over and blocked her in the middle. They were a lot of them holding microphones towards her, and the pushing made the microphones almost reach and hit her mouth. As for Noah, since he wasn't the person of interest, he had been pushed away from the crowd of reporters.

Standing just outside of the crowd, he looked at Vicente calmly. He wondered whether he should leave first, but Vicente looked at him, silently asking for his help.

Noah frowned. Vicente should have dealt with the media quite a lot. She could just answer a few questions calmly or leave without saying anything. Noah wondered why Vicente needed his help. Vicente knew that she could just keep her mouth shut and leave. However, she was stuck in the middle of the crowd and she could not get out of.

At that moment, Vicente started to feel suffocated that her head started to ache due to all the cameras and microphones raised towards her.

Vicente looked outside of the crowd again.

She frowned at Noah and thought, 'Don't just stand there. Help me!'

"Excuse me. Excuse me, please!" Noah said loud enough so the reporters could hear. He decided to help the count.

Noah was tall and straight. He had been working out by pursuing and solving criminal cases all year round. Therefore, even though he looked thin, he was quite powerful and strong. These reporters were definitely no match for him. He didn't need all his strength to squeeze in the crowd.

It didn't take long for him to be able to take Vicente out of the crowd like a bodyguard.

However, the reporters were stubborn and persistent. They were determined to get something out of Vicente. "Count Nangong, are you refusing to make a statement now, because something happened to your wife and children, right?"

Hearing what the reporter had asked, Vicente stopped and could not bear anymore. She looked over towards the reporters, feeling annoyed by their persistence, but she maintained her image.

"This is the hospital, where many patients are getting treated and trying to get a good rest to be able to recover their health. And you came with cameras, talking loudly. If something happens to any of these patients because of your noises, I believe that all of you should have a guilty conscience."

All of a sudden, the noise died down as the journalists slowly restrained themselves with all the shame.

However, some of them were still desperate for the news and were convinced that Vicente was using this as an excuse. "Well then, pardon me, Count Nangong, but if you answered our questions, then we wouldn't have to be so noisy in here. In the end, this is still all your fault, Count Nangong."

Vicente sneered, "Which company are you from?"

Without waiting for the reporter's reply, she looked over and saw her identification card clipped on her blouse. With a smile, Vicente said, "Congratulations! I won't let you go. You don't have to say anything. This is me threatening you."☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐