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.

Is your image more important than Nessa’s health?” Mrs.

However, Mrs. Flores passed her the phone and said, “You must understand what’s more important now! Nessa needs some help, don’t you understand? You can’t

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

Waylon’s number without hesitation.

entered Macsen Villa, and his phone rang as he climbed the stairs. He took out his phone and found out it was Doris calling. Waylon felt somehow worried. Was something wrong? Doris would not casually call

phone and said, “Doris,

sorry to disturb

on.” Waylon frowned and said. “Don’t

take her to the hospital for

calmly, “Mrs Flores is smarter than

stent. Does he need to be sarcastic now?

said ‘Get a

Doris hurriedly said. “I’ll wait for you. Thank you

Waylon said that and hung up the phone. Then he turned around and

food for you,” Mrs. Jamison

to check on Nessa. Waylon said.