My Ex-Wife and Kids Came In Like A Wrecking Ball

Chapter 773 What’s Their Relationship

Rosalie’s phone rang an hour later. Yves had arrived.

Rosalie headed downstairs so she could open the door.

Byron and the little guys had been beside her, and they all heard a man’s voice on the other end of the line. Before Byron even said anything, the little guys took the initiative and urged him to go downstairs to take a look.

Chapter 772 We Will Take Care of Estie

“What’s wrong, Dr. Jacobs?”

Yves had only fallen asleep when Rosalie’s call woke him up again. He answered the phone the minute he saw who was calling.

Rosalie heaved a secret sigh of relief when she heard his voice. She did not even have the time to spare for small talk and cut straight to the chase. “Are you okay with heading to the research institute now?”

Upon hearing that, Yves said up in bed and asked, “Is it for an important reason?”

As he spoke, Yves did not even bother waiting for Rosalie to respond as he began changing.

There had to be an important reason if she was calling him at this hour. However, he wanted to know the specifics of what had happened.

Rosalie glanced at the three little ones inside the room and said somberly, “The children with me now are showing signs of allergic reactions caused by bacteria. The spray we created might help, but I can’t leave the kids now. I was wondering if you could help me out here.”

Then, she added, “It’s alright if it’s inconvenient for you. I can head over myself too.”

Yves had already thrown a jacket on, and he walked downstairs as he said, “I’ve already left the house. I’ll be right there.”

Rosalie thanked him gratefully. “I know it’s late, so thank you so much.”

When Yves heard that, he laughed and said, “It’s no big deal. The kids’ health is important. I recall that such allergic reactions have pretty severe symptoms, so go take care of them now. I’ll rush over as quickly as I can.”

Rosalie agreed and thanked him once more before she hung up the phone.

When she returned to the room, Estie’s little face had turned bright red, and the red bumps on Lucian and Nox’s bodies had already spread to their necks.

It was the first time the little guys had fallen so ill, and though they were staying strong, they could not help but feel slightly afraid too.

terrible when she saw the little ones, but she gritted her teeth and said comfortingly, “Don’t be scared. It’s just

want

and

could

he gazed at her retreating figure, then turned to the bed, where the

and Nox figured out what their dad was thinking and immediately thumped their chests as

Byron nodded

arrived downstairs, he bumped into Rosalie, who was about to head back upstairs with a

took the basin from her and asked, “What on earth

bacteria. We, adults, can withstand it, but kids have weaker immune systems. If not treated in time, it’ll cause a whole host of symptoms like

sank when he

the stage where she was running a high

to retrieve the medication, and they should be arriving soon. We can apply warm towels on

Rosalie felt equally somber.

for Yves to arrive downstairs, but the method occurred

disease and could only do as

the little guys seemed to be in an even greater panic than he was, Byron nodded slowly and strode

you,” Rosalie said as she stood in the garden

transmittable, and Rosalie was doing her best to maintain her distance from him. However, Yves had brought over quite a few sprays, and Rosalie was finding it difficult to

Yves

for asking you to make such a long trip this

was a doctor too, and he had also participated in the research that went into creating the spray. Naturally, he knew

further upon hearing what

to figure out a way to help Rosalie carry the sprays into

Yves looked up instinctively.

in Yves’ eyes when he saw the person standing

he doing

him and stared at him expressionlessly as he asked, “Are you…

Graham?”

brief moment the last time he picked Rosalie up from the research

met the man with her once,

a hand as he said politely, “Hello, President

he said, “I apologize, but I’m infected as well. I won’t be shaking