That Night My Boss Left Me With Our Three Babies

Olivia caught snippets of Charlotte’s conversation on the phone, indicating Sophia’s illness, which filled her with concern.

Upon hearing Victor’s request, she swiftly turned the car around and drove towards Leer Manor, her worry growing with each passing moment.

Twenty minutes later, the car slowly came to a stop outside Leer Manor.

Olivia thought of the little girl and looked at Victor beside her with some unease. “Take good care of Sophia. If you need my help, contact me anytime.”

Victor met her gaze with an inexplicable meaning. “If you’re so worried, why don’t you come up and see her for yourself? Sophia relies on you a lot, and her spirits might lift a bit if she sees you while she’s unwell.”

After speaking, he opened the car door, got out, and walked straight towards the entrance of the villa.

It was as if he was telling her that she could go if she wanted to, and he wouldn’t force her.

Watching his figure, Olivia furrowed her eyebrows.

Shouldn’t Sophia’s mother come to see her when she’s sick? No matter how busy Emma is, she wouldn’t leave her sick child unattended.

But then she hesitated, thinking about how the little girl looked lying sick in bed. In the end, she couldn’t bear it and got out of the car, following Victor into the villa.

As soon as Victor entered, Charlotte greeted him while holding Sophia in her arms.This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

“Sir, you’re finally back. Miss Sophia has gotten quite ill. I recommended that she lie down, but she insisted on waiting for your arrival, so I kept her here.”

Sophia’s face was flushed, and she had a fever patch on her forehead, looking very weak.

As soon as she saw her daddy return, she immediately reached out her hand, wanting him to pick her up.

Victor reached out and embraced the little girl, checking her temperature and furrowing his brow. “How did she suddenly get a fever?”

Charlotte looked at Sophia with a worried expression. “When she returned from kindergarten this evening, she seemed exhausted and barely ate. I assumed she was just tired, so I took her upstairs for a bath. That’s when I noticed her slight fever. I called the family doctor, who prescribed some medicine, but Miss Sophia insisted on waiting for you before going to bed.”

Nodding with concern, Victor gently patted Sophia’s back and asked. “Are you still feeling uncomfortable?”

Sophia wrapped her arms around her daddy’s neck and buried her head on his shoulder, nodding pitifully.

Victor soothingly stroked her head. “Sir, now that you’re back, please take Miss Sophia upstairs to rest,” Charlotte urged.

Upon hearing this, Victor hesitated for a moment. “Just a little longer.”

Charlotte looked at him in confusion, not knowing what else he was waiting for.

Just as she was getting anxious, they heard footsteps outside the door, seemingly from a woman.

The three of them instinctively turned their heads towards the entrance.

Upon seeing the visitor, a hint of tenderness appeared in Victor’s eyes.

However, Charlotte was stunned in place, finding it hard to believe her own eyes.

As soon as Olivia entered, she met three different gazes, causing her footsteps to pause involuntarily, sensing the weight of their collective attention.

Seeing that the villa’s layout seemed unchanged, her emotions became complicated.

Six years ago, this place could be considered her home.

She had lived here for several years, and although Victor had always been indifferent towards her emotionally, he turned a blind eye to everything else concerning her.

Over the years, her influence could be seen in several arrangements within this villa.

She had thought that once she left, Victor would immediately change everything. But she hadn’t expected that after six years, stepping into this place once again, those things remained unchanged.

After a fleeting glance around the room, Olivia averted her gaze, feeling a touch of self-irony. The sight of those familiar objects unexpectedly brought forth a sense of nostalgia.

Yet, she failed to consider that perhaps Victor’s lack of attention was precisely why those things had remained unaltered all this time.