- After listening to his words, Patricia smiled.
- “President Isaac, you have helped me a lot today, so thank you very much!”
- However, Isaac didn’t intend to leave. He leaned lazily on the sofa and looked at her with a deep gaze.
- “Just remember what I’ve done for you.”
- Patricia thought to herself, He isn’t thinking of a way to get me to give him more money, right?
- She kept feeling a little uneasy, but it was not appropriate to simply drive him away.
- After all, she was relying on him to survive right now. If she didn’t listen to him, one order from him would cause her to lose her job.
- Patricia tucked Sylvie in the quilt, then sat in the chair beside the bed and kept looking at her daughter.
- As for Isaac, he just looked at her back like this, and the two had nothing to say.
- By the time Sylvie received all of her drips, it was already past 2.00AM. Patricia yawned and rang the bell.
- The nurse quickly came in, and she blushed slightly when she saw the man with crossed legs on the sofa.
- When any woman looked at such a handsome man, they would surely blush and feel their heartbeat racing!
- She pulled the needle out and gave Patricia the medicine.
- “This is Sylvie’s medicine. Please give it to her three times a day after her meals.”
- Patricia took it and said, “Thank you! Do we have to come over tomorrow for more injections?”
- The nurse replied, “Yes, she needs to take the injections for three consecutive days.”
- Patricia nodded and answered, “Okay.”
- Before leaving, the nurse glanced at the handsome man on the sofa, then slowly walked out of the ward.
- Patricia put the medicine in the bag, then bent down to carry Sylvie.
- Suddenly, a pair of big hands grabbed her wrist, and a low-pitched voice sounded.
- “I’ll carry her.”
- Patricia turned her head to look at him. “It’s okay. I carry her often, and she’s quite heavy.”
- How could she let him carry her? Although this little girl was not heavy, it required a lot of strength to carry her for a long time.
- Nonetheless, she was used to it. As a mother, she had carried Sylvie all the time, especially since the little girl was a clingy child who didn’t like to walk. Hence, she often carried her daughter.
- Isaac smiled coldly. “I can even carry you together with her.”
- After speaking, he reached out and pinched her waist. “Would you like to try it?”
- Questioning his strength meant he would let her know that begging for mercy was useless.
- Patricia blushed. What did he say?
- What he said about carrying her and Sylvie made her think of that scene which made her feel so self-conscious. After all, she was not a child.
- “No. I know that you are strong!”
- Isaac saw her blushing; her originally fair little face was flushed, which made her even cuter.
- As he picked up Sylvie, she moved a little and mumbled, “Daddy…”
- Hearing this, Isaac slightly curled the corner of his lips. If his child was at this age, she would surely call him that!
- When Patricia heard this, her nose burned slightly.
- Although the three children never talked about looking for their father, they always thought of that person whenever they were sick.
- The saddest thing was that she didn’t know where he was, and she didn’t even know what he looked like. She was really a failed mother.
- Patricia put the little quilt on the hospital bed over Sylvie. Earlier on, Josephine and the rest had covered the little girl with it.
- Sylvie suddenly opened her eyes and looked at Isaac with a vague expression, then she held his neck tightly.
- “Daddy… You have to stay by my side all the time, okay?”
- After speaking, she cried a little and fell asleep again.
- Patricia froze for a moment before she patted Sylvie’s back lightly.
- “Sylvie, go to sleep. We’ll be home soon.”
- If she let Sylvie hear her voice, the girl would be able to sleep soundly.
- When Isaac saw Patricia’s red eyes, he carried Sylvie with one hand and held Patricia’s shoulder with the other.
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