The Villain Mom Awakens — Going Viral by Parenting on a Reality Show-Chapter 148: What Kind of Family Is This?

There was a knock on the hospital room door. Ruby Preston opened it and was stunned by the sight. An elderly man in a suit and tie introduced himself as the butler, and behind him stood two imposing rows of bodyguards and maids. They announced they were taking Naomi Kenway home for treatment, and that a private helicopter was waiting outside.

Ruby Preston was dumbfounded, almost thinking she had stumbled onto a film set by mistake.

When she came to her senses, she tried to dissuade them. "Nicole’s condition has improved a lot. I’ve already contacted a doctor friend of mine, and she’ll be here soon. When you’re sick, you need to be treated in a hospital. No fancy home remedies are going to work. We have to trust in science!"

Her voice took on a serious tone by the end. Ruby Preston had a friend who was extremely superstitious, refusing to go to a hospital when sick and instead burning incense and praying to Buddhas at home. It was utterly absurd.

’Who gets sick and insists on staying home instead of in a hospital?’

Seeing someone start to pack Naomi Kenway’s coat, Ruby Preston stopped her. "No, she needs to be treated for her illness. Nicole is my friend, and I can’t just stand by and watch something happen to her."

The butler seemed to realize Ruby Preston had misunderstood something. He explained patiently, "I believe there may be a misunderstanding. We came at once after learning of the madam’s illness. The reason we are taking her home is that our estate has more advanced medical facilities, and the environment is better for quiet rest. This will be more conducive to the madam’s recovery."

Ruby Preston was taken aback.

’Veridia General Hospital’s facilities are already considered top-of-the-line, but their home is even more advanced... What kind of family is this?’

As people moved to help her up, Naomi Kenway quickly waved her hands in dismissal. She hadn’t expected such a grand spectacle. In her memory, she had never received this kind of treatment. If it weren’t for the butler’s familiar face, she might have thought she was being deliberately kidnapped.

"There’s no need. I’m much better now. You can all go back. I’ll be fine after resting here in the hospital for a little while."

The butler looked troubled. "Madam, these are the master’s orders. For the sake of your swift recovery, it would be best for you to return with us."

Naomi Kenway didn’t have the heart to make things difficult for him. ’Besides, resting is resting, no matter where I do it.’ "Alright, let’s go back then."

At a nod from the butler, Naomi Kenway was attended to as she got out of bed, then guided into a wheelchair, which a bodyguard began to push from behind.

"Wait..." The scene felt far too ceremonious. "My legs are fine."

As she was wheeled out of the room, Naomi Kenway looked back to say goodbye to Ruby Preston.

After the bustling crowd departed, Ruby Preston slowly withdrew her gaze. It seemed Naomi Kenway’s family was more than just wealthy—they were aristocratic, and not just in the ordinary sense of the word.

Ruby Preston was undoubtedly wealthy herself. She owned a luxurious villa in Veridia’s most exclusive residential area, with numerous servants each attending to their specific duties. However, compared to the spectacle of Naomi Kenway’s hospital discharge, her own wealth seemed trivial. Judging by the butler’s attire and demeanor alone, only the most established, old-money families could cultivate such an elite professional.

An assistant standing nearby asked for her instructions. "Director Preston, what are our next steps...?"

"Let’s head back to the set!"

*

The Shaw Family had its own top-tier medical team. Naomi Kenway lay in bed and let them examine her with their instruments. In truth, she felt she had already recovered. But to prevent a repeat of what had happened at noon, she obediently submitted to the check-up, terrified this damn fever would keep coming back.

She had just closed her eyes when a deep, slightly urgent voice asked, "How is she?"

The lead doctor nodded. "Sir, her fever has broken. She just needs to rest well and should avoid overexertion as much as possible."

Ethan Shaw nodded. "I understand. You may all leave now."

The butler bowed and also exited, closing the door behind him.

Naomi Kenway opened her eyes. She glanced at her watch first. "You’re back already? It’s so early."

"...I came back to get a document."

"I don’t think it’s in the bedroom. You should go look in the study," Naomi Kenway said earnestly.

But Ethan Shaw didn’t move for a long moment. Naomi Kenway found him blocking her view. "Ethan, weren’t you looking for a document? Could you move aside, please? I want to watch some TV."

With a soft CLICK, Ethan Shaw leaned his back against the door behind him. He closed his eyes in frustration, feeling more and more that there was something wrong with him.

’Is it really so hard to say?’

Many people came to the estate, with numerous relatives visiting Naomi Kenway. Among them were the mother and son, Pearl Chandler and Luke Lowell.

The first few groups of visitors were quickly sent away by the butler, as Ethan Shaw had given orders that no one was to be allowed in to disturb Naomi Kenway’s rest.

But when it came to Pearl Chandler and her son... he hesitated. After all, Ethan Shaw was extremely respectful and devoted to Pearl, and the aunt and nephew shared a very close bond.

Just then, Ethan Shaw was coming upstairs. After hearing the butler, he said, "Naomi isn’t feeling well. She had a high fever today. Auntie, it’s probably best you don’t go in."

Pearl Chandler said, "That’s exactly why we have to see her, because she’s sick! Goodness, I heard she fainted from overworking herself. That child is just too driven. Ethan, you need to have a good talk with Nicole. It’s a good thing for young people to be ambitious, but health is still the most important thing! Luke, you’re a young man, too. What do you think? Go on, tell your cousin."

Seeing that Luke Lowell didn’t say a word, Pearl Chandler jabbed his arm with her elbow.

Luke Lowell reacted and said perfunctorily, "My cousin’s wife certainly works hard."

’Knowing Naomi Kenway’s personality,’ he thought, ’this whole affair is, nine times out of ten, a calculated publicity stunt. Only his mother would actually believe she’s sick and insist on dragging him here to visit.’

’His cousin was acting strangely, too. Couldn’t he see this was just one of Naomi Kenway’s usual tricks?’

Pearl Chandler jabbed him hard with her elbow again.

"Ow!" Luke Lowell cried out this time. "Mom, are you trying to murder your own son?!"

"Well, who told you to just stand there next to me like a block of wood!"

"Auntie, Naomi needs quiet rest. Please come back to see her another time," Ethan Shaw said.

Pearl Chandler knew her nephew was a man of his word, so she didn’t press the issue. She sat in the living room and chatted with Ethan Shaw for a while before leaving.

The bedroom door opened, and Naomi Kenway was surprised to find Ethan Shaw still at home. "You still haven’t found that document?"

"I’ve returned from the office."

"So soon?"

’Is he Superman or something?’

"Naomi," Ethan Shaw asked suddenly, "I’ve invested in so many productions for you. Is there not a single one you’ve taken a liking to?"

Naomi Kenway subconsciously pressed the remote to lower the TV’s volume. "They’re all great, but I prefer to earn roles based on my own merit."

"And so you work yourself to the point of fainting?"

Ethan Shaw’s gaze was sharp, and if one looked closer, it seemed to hold something more. But Naomi Kenway had already averted her eyes—his presence was simply too imposing.

’This conversation took such a strange turn.’ Naomi Kenway didn’t know how to respond for a moment. "I... It wasn’t from exhaustion. I just didn’t expect to suddenly come down with a fever..."