"Yeah." Pierre looked at his son, who looked tense and seemed to have something to say. "Do you have anything to say to me?"

Joaquin hesitated for a moment before deciding to nod, but Pierre happened to be checking the time on his phone at that instant. "I'm running late. Need to leave now."

The next moment, Joaquin looked on as Pierre strode away, and he sighed at the sight of his father's back. It's bad timing as usual.

Since Jameson was sick and there were concerns of infection, Joaquin was arranged to stay in a separate room.

At that time, Jameson was almost fully awake from his feverish stupor. He remained motionless in Meredith's arms like a sweet child.

Cora was the servant who had been taking care of Jameson and Joaquin. Also, she was responsible for planning the daily life of the two young masters. When she saw Meredith sitting there with Jameson for the entire night, she was beyond touched.

Yard, aren't you tired? Why don't you lay

sleepless night, the dark circles under her eyes were extremely obvious and her bare face had lost its luster. Just now, when Pierre had showed up,

took Jamie some time to get a good sleep. Let's not wake him up now.

this far for their children. Most would hand the children to their grandmas or nannies and live

well. At the same time, Joaquin stood beside her. When he saw Meredith

he saw was Meredith's face. He paused for a few seconds before beaming

immediately ordered the servants to prepare some food. Once the chicken noodle soup was served, Meredith took it to herself to

let her rest

and tightened his grip around Meredith's arm. A sick child was more finicky and clingy than usual, and added to

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