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.

more important than Nessa’s health?” Mrs. Flores

passed her the phone and said, “You must understand what’s more important now! Nessa needs some

Flores’ words were true. I can’t let Nessa

number without hesitation.

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

the phone and said, “Doris, what’s the

sorry

Waylon frowned

“Nessa is having a high fever. I was planning to take her to the hospital for a

Waylon said calmly, “Mrs Flores is smarter than

feil stent. Does he need to

away. Waylon said ‘Get a cold towel

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

said that and hung up the phone. Then he turned

I cooked some food for you,” Mrs. Jamison said

going to check