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 said, “Hurry, call Mr. Adelmar. Don’t let Nessa suffer!”

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

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

Waylon’s number without

phone and found out it was Doris calling. Waylon felt somehow

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

Adelmar,” Doris said, “I’m sorry to disturb

me what’s going on.” Waylon frowned and

to the hospital for a shot, but Mrs Flores reminded me that you mentioned that it might not be good for her

“Mrs Flores

need

Waylon said ‘Get a cold towel ready for

hurriedly said. “I’ll wait for

Then he

you,” Mrs.

check on Nessa. Waylon