Billionaire’s Reborn Baby

The medical doctor took Emily’s pulse and then shook his head at Donna, “She’s injured in mind. If it’s a headache, I can try, but…”

Donna had never believed that Emily had any mental problems, but she had to admit. Emily changed into another person within one day.

Donna told what happened to the medical doctor, who had never encountered the illness and couldn’t help. Medicine was poisonous to some extent. The medical doctor didn’t dare to prescribe for Emily without making sure.

The medical doctor knew Pablo was very concerned. He had expected to see Pablo’s future wife, but only to find a little girl. He realized that the girl might be Pablo’s friend.

Although he couldn’t cure Emily, he took Donna’s pulse because Donna looked weak and depressed.

Recently, Donna felt that she had been much better. Most of the time, she struggled to look good. She kept silent hearing what the medical doctor said. She just wanted to watch Emily recover, even though Emily would hate her then,

The doctor prescribed. Donna thanked him. The medical doctor shook his head at the door. ‘How strange! She won’t live long, but she doesn’t care. Her illness is indeed severer than her daughter.’

Emily slept for a long time. After lunch, everyone else took a nap. Emily stayed by Donna’s bedside and watched her and Donna held her hands.

“Mom, are you sick?” Emily asked softly.

“No,” Donna shook her head.

“That old grandpa just said you need to take medicine. Mom, are you seriously ill? Why didn’t dad come to see us?” Emily asked with a slight frown.

Donna did not know what to say.

Emily started crying.

fine. Dad is busy…” Donna

up like Eliot and Elsie. I’m so scared. I don’t know why you’ve become old. Dad didn’t come to see us … Am I still a child? Have

gently. “I’m sorry, it’s all my fault… I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have left you at that time. I was too selfish, forgetting

broken vase utensils in the room, and

she fell with a high fever, she

must live a bad life in the Britt’s. How

of self-blame and guilt. If

fault. It was all her fault for being weak and

from crying and fell

.

night changing the water in the pool. They were tired even though they had practiced. The two still had to serve Kason breakfast and didn’t get a chance to have a nap until Kason

book on his lap and pressed a button on the wheelchair to the wall of

up an apple from the ground and took out a

“The bait is here.”

kept the note and rubbed

Timothy was here.

waited for a bigshot to take

was like thousands of ants were gnawing. He frowned, pressed his hand on his leg, and looked up at the sky. It

the evening, the

the window, looking at the rain in the yard. Donna said that there would be no thunder, but she