Chapter 1651: What on Earth Is Wrong With You?

Isla Lane really wanted to chat with Alice Turner about something, but with Thomas Fisher and Anthony there, she couldn’t talk about anything too private and just exchanged a few polite words.

Alice Turner hadn’t planned to stay long before coming, and if Thomas Fisher and Anthony weren’t there, she would have left even earlier.

It didn’t take long before the three of them left together.

Isla Lane really wanted to keep Alice Turner alone, but she was worried that doing so would upset Benjamin Shaw, so she held back and didn’t do it, just escorting the three out of the hospital room before returning.

"Son! I think now is the most suitable time to confess to Alice." Isla Lane walked to the bedside, standing above Benjamin Shaw, her face filled with urgency.

Benjamin Shaw glanced up at Isla Lane, quickly averting his gaze elsewhere, but he didn’t ignore his mom’s question, "Alice and I are impossible in this lifetime."

"What do you mean impossible in this lifetime? Are you chickening out? Or are you worried about that brat Thomas?" Isla Lane was surprised and angry, her anxiety growing. If she could, she would want to confess to Alice on her son’s behalf.

Benjamin Shaw glanced at Isla Lane, quickly averting his gaze again, but unlike before, he didn’t respond to his mom’s question.

He was feeling very frustrated at the moment, frustrated enough to want to hit someone, but in his current condition, he couldn’t do anything, only fuming angrily while sitting on the bed.

Seeing her son silent, Isla Lane became even more irritated and anxious, reaching out to poke her son’s forehead, glaring at him with a look of disappointment, "How did you become like this? I’m so anxious, but you are acting so indifferent and slow."

Saying that, she couldn’t help but poke her son’s head again.

"Mom! I want to be alone for a bit, go home." Benjamin Shaw lay down on the hospital bed, turning his back to Isla Lane standing by the bed, pulling up the covers tightly around himself.

Isla Lane was about to explode, but just as she was about to speak, she noticed Benjamin Shaw wasn’t quite himself, swallowing her words and completely changing her tone, "Benjamin! What’s wrong? Did you realize something?"

Her anxiety and irritation were instantly replaced by concern, leaning in to look at her son wrapped tightly in the covers.

Benjamin Shaw didn’t speak, raising his hand to pull the covers further over his head, covering his ears.

His behavior made it clear that he didn’t want to listen to his mom, nor did he want to speak.

He was in a bad mood, not wanting to deal with anyone or anything, he just really wanted to be alone for a while.

"What’s wrong with you? Say something!" Seeing her son suddenly like this, Isla Lane’s worry surged, reaching out to pull the covers off him, but couldn’t lift them at all.

"I want to be alone for a bit, leave me alone." Benjamin Shaw finally spoke, but his words displeased Isla Lane, and his tone and attitude further dissatisfied his mom.

Isla Lane moved to the other side of the bedto face Benjamin Shaw under the covers, furrowing her brows, "What has gotten into you?"