Ex-Husband’s Regret: Barren Mommy Has Quadruplets

Chapter 182 Dancing with Mr. Hill 

The answer, of course, remained unknown.

Jason also couldn’t possibly ask.

Later in the night, Alta clearly became tired. She laid on the hospital bed and her face buried in her arms.

She was dressed lightly, wearing only a shirt, exposing her fair nape.

Upon seeing this, Jason brought over a jacket and gently draped it over her.

In the middle of the night, Alta woke up.

After taking a moment to regain her clarity of mind, she noticed the men’s jacket on her body. She couldn’t help but recall the night she had spent at the hospital with her grandmother.

She instinctively raised her gaze and looked to the man’s direction, coincidentally meeting his pitch-black eyes. In that instant, a slight sense of peculiarity flashed through her heart.

Alta immediately placed the jacket on the bedside table and whispered, “I’ll take Nina’s temperature.”

Jason didn’t respond. He quietly sat on the other side of the bed, watching the woman in action.

“She no longer has a fever, and her temperature has returned to normal. With a few more days of rest, her body should recover.”

Alta felt relieved. She tucked the blanket in for Lyla and looked at her, who was sleeping soundly and snoring.

That small palm-sized face made people unable to resist the urge to pinch it.

However, Alta didn’t want to wake her up. She could only suppress the itching sensation in her hand.

Most importantly, Jason was still watching.

After a while, Lucas, who was beside them, woke up.

Alta couldn’t help but look over. Her son sat up, frowning with a displeased expression.

“What’s wrong?” she couldn’t help but ask.

“I don’t take a bath and feel uncomfortable when sleeping,’ Lucas said.

Having just woken up, Lucas subconsciously knew that he hadn’t taken a bath today. This made him unable to sleep well. He felt uneasy all over.

Afraid that something else might happen to his daughter, Jason had been at the bedside all this time.

Upon hearing Lucas’s words, he said, “I tell you to go back, but you refuse.”

Alta knew that her son had a cleanliness obsession and was a bit of a neat freak. She immediately spoke softly, “It’s okay, I’ll take you to the bathroom to wash up.”

and rubbed

some hot water. Jason suddenly interjected,

and went

it was already very late.

at the closed bathroom door. She listened to the sound of water and movement inside, feeling a

usually interacted with them. She knew that he had been good to them all

seeing it with her own eyes was still the first time.

was filled with mixed feelings. There were still many things she couldn’t

her back then, why did he raise the two children she

the night.

took a bath, feeling much more relaxed

and gave Alta

climbed into bed and

stared at the two of them. He was wiping his hands with a towel, feeling inexplicably unhappy.

daughter, they were both raised by him. Why, on their first meeting with

being betrayed by

her son, Alta had been paying attention to

couldn’t help but feel

the next morning.

sat by the bedside, holding Alta’s hand and shaking it.

over. After examining her, the doctor said,

Eaton, “Go and handle

of preparing to

She took the initiative to say, “If the children are fine, I’ll

She stared at Alta for several seconds and wrote on a small

response, “I think so. I’m

lit up, and she quickly wrote, “Does that mean I can go to

remained silent, glancing

looked at her own father with

upon seeing the question on the notebook. For some reason, he felt a bit uncomfortable that his daughter, who used to be

After a few rounds of eye contact, Jason nodded and

relief, secretly glad that there would be better opportunities for them

bid farewell

at the two little ones who were still staring

you met her

ones were startled and

“No.”

the first time, we felt that she was particularly kind. That’s why we wanted to be

“Lyla definitely feels

without hesitation to express

had some doubts in his

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