The Quadruplets Are Mine?

“Alright, Doris said. Then she nodded and tucked in the blanket for Nessa.

Mrs. Flores returned with a thermometer in her hand. Doris took it and placed the thermometer under Nessa’s armpit in the blanket.

Five minutes later, Doris took out the thermometer and found out that it was at a temperature of around 38 degrees Celsius. Indeed, Nessa had a fever.

“Should we go to the hospital?” Mrs. Flores was somewhat anxious and said, “She was fine in the afternoon.”

“Don’t panic.” Doris reassured her, saying. “Kids having a fever is common; I’ll take her to the hospital for a shot.”

“But…” Mrs. Flores said, “I recall Mr. Adelmar mentioning that those injections are not good for the kid.”

“What should we do then?” Doris also remembered what Waylon had said, “It’s late. I don’t want to bother him.”

“How is this a bother?” Mrs. Flores hurriedly said, “You’re just too concerned about your image, aren’t you!

Doris turned speechless.

than Nessa’s health?” Mrs. Flores said, “Hurry, call Mr. Adelmar. Don’t

said, “You must understand what’s more important now! Nessa needs some help,

can’t let Nessa suffer anymore! Otherwise, I’ll

number without hesitation.

and his phone rang as he climbed the stairs. He took out his phone and found out it was Doris

quickly answered the phone and

Doris said, “I’m sorry to disturb

me what’s going on.” Waylon frowned and said. “Don’t nag.”

take her to the hospital for a shot, but Mrs Flores reminded me that

“Mrs Flores is smarter than you

Does he need to be sarcastic now?

said ‘Get a cold towel ready

hurriedly said. “I’ll wait

that and hung up the phone. Then he

food for you,” Mrs. Jamison said while leaving the kitchen.

I’m going to check on Nessa. Waylon