Cannot Bear To Let Go Of My Rich Wife-Chapter 762 - 780: Then, I’m Ready to Love You (3)

"Ready for breakfast?" Isabel Smith loosened her hold on Raymond Thompson slightly, asking the nurse in her sights.

"Yes."

"I’ll feed him." Isabel replied, standing up to take the food off the trolley, placing it on the mobile dining table, and pushing it beside the bed. She was about to feed Raymond when he suddenly reminded: "Sister Isabel, I’ve not brushed my teeth."

Isabel Smith couldn’t help but blush slightly, she was so excited that she forgot about hygiene. She promptly put down the small bowl in her hand, carried Raymond from the bed to the restroom, and stood by his side without moving an inch. She personally helped Raymond wash his face, then squeezed toothpaste onto his toothbrush and handed it over. The only thing left to do was to brush his teeth for him.

After Raymond had cleaned up, he stood in the restroom, turned around, looked at Isabel’s blushing face and pointed outside the restroom, saying, "Sister Isabel, can you go out first?"

Isabel Smith stood in her place without moving and asked, "Raymond, what do you want to do? Tell Sister Isabel, and she’ll help."

Raymond’s small face turned even redder, after hesitating for a bit, he finally said in a low voice, "Sister Isabel, I want to pee, could you go out first..."

After saying that, Raymond Thompson raised his head, looked at Isabel Smith who was still standing in her place and shyly continued, "Sister Isabel, there are differences between men and women."

Isabel Smith immediately burst into laughter, reached out her hand, and ruffled Raymond’s small head, "Raymond is so cute, he actually knows about gender differences?"

Raymond blushed and didn’t say a word.

Isabel Smith looked at Raymond’s adorable appearance, wishing she could hold him in her arms once again, "Then Sister Isabel will wait for you outside."

Raymond nodded his head.

Isabel Smith reluctantly left the room, walked a few steps, turned her head, and reminded uneasily, "Raymond, if you need any help, make sure to call for Sister!"

Raymond hummed in response, then watched as Isabel Smith walked out of the bathroom and shut the door. Only then did he start to raise his hand and take off his pants. As soon as he pulled his pants halfway down, the door suddenly swung open again. Raymond quickly raised his hand to cover his lower half tightly, his face turning as red as a beetroot, stammered, "Sister Isabel, what’s wrong?"

Isabel Smith glanced at Raymond, who was intact, and continued, "Raymond, if you need any help, make sure to call me."

Raymond randomly nodded his head, holding onto his private parts even tighter, and said with a cry in his voice, "I see, Sister Isabel, I’m about to pee."

Only then did Isabel Smith shut the door once again, before she heard the sound of splashing water from the bathroom. As soon as the sound stopped, she hastily opened the room door. Raymond was startled and quickly pulled up his pants, his mind was spinning with whether Sister Isabel was peeping at him while he was peeing. At the same time, he pretended to be calm and told Isabel, "Sister Isabel, I’m done."

At this point, Isabel Smith wished she could be a personal nanny and do everything for Raymond, so she quickly responded, "Then let Sister help you wash your hands."

Although Raymond was only a five-year-old child, he still sensed that Isabel was being different than usual, so while Isabel was helping him