Daddy, Chasing Mommy Back is On Us!

"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

a fatigued smile at her. After a 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, she was in the same condition as well.

get a good sleep. Let's not wake him up now. A sick

a good mother. Nowadays, not a lot of women would go this far for their children. Most would hand the children to their grandmas or nannies and live life as usual." Meredith smiled weakly and caressed Jameson's hair. Then, she even pressed

same time, Joaquin stood beside her. When he saw Meredith hugging Jameson, his brows furrowed in suspicion. Did I overthink the situation? Maybe

another half an hour, Jameson woke up and the first thing he saw was Meredith's face. He paused for a few seconds before

served, Meredith took it to herself to feed Jameson. The

Miss Yard has been sitting and hugging you for a night. Look at her tired face! Why don't you let her rest first? How about I give you a hug instead?" Cora coaxed him to let go out of pity for the

want to!" Jameson muttered feebly and tightened his grip around Meredith's arm. A sick child was more finicky and clingy than usual, and added to the fact that the twins had never had their parents around them since they