That Night My Boss Left Me With Our Three Babies

Olivia hesitated for a moment.

She didn’t want to have too much contact with Victor, but she had to admit, this was the best solution.

After a moment, Olivia nodded in agreement, “Then I’ll trouble you.”

Victor nodded.

Olivia then had the two little ones get off the bed and got up herself.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she stood up, she felt a wave of dizziness. Fortunately, she was still by the bed and managed to steady herself after staggering a few steps.

“I’ll help you down,” Emily quickly stepped forward to assist.

Olivia’s vision went dark for a moment before clearing up. She weakly nodded.

Emily supported her as they took a few steps, with the three little ones following closely behind.

Olivia was really weak, almost putting her entire weight on Emily, making it difficult for Emily to walk.This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

Seeing this, the three little ones reached out to help.

Just as they extended their hands, a tall figure blocked their way.

Victor stood in front of Emily, frowning, and said firmly, “I’ll do it. You just take care of the kids.”

Without waiting for Olivia to react, he scooped her up in his arms.

Olivia was feverish and slow to react. It took her a few seconds to realize what was happening. She struggled a bit, but her efforts were feeble, and Victor held her steadily.

After a moment, Olivia stopped struggling weakly and protested with a frown, “Put me down. I can walk by myself.”

Victor pretended not to hear her and turned to Emily, instructing, “They haven’t eaten anything tonight. Please take care of them and make sure they eat. If we’re back late, let them go to bed early.”

Emily quickly agreed.

The three little ones were not happy about it and followed them all the way to the car, trying to climb in.

Victor placed Olivia inside and turned around, lifting each of the little ones out one by one.

The little ones looked dejectedly at Olivia in the car.

“If you follow us, she’ll only worry more, which won’t help her recovery. It’s better if you stay home, eat well, and rest early,” Victor patiently reassured them.

Hearing this, the little ones looked at Olivia with some disbelief.

Olivia forced a smile, “Yes, you should rest early. Don’t wait for me to come back.”

Only then did the little ones reluctantly nod.

Victor got into the car, sat next to Olivia, closed the door, cutting off the little ones’ view, and instructed the driver to head to the hospital quickly.

At the villa entrance, the little ones watched the car drive away with longing eyes before Emily led them back inside reluctantly.

Olivia kept looking at the rearview mirror until she saw the little ones enter the house before she felt relieved.

The car was warm inside. Olivia felt an overwhelming drowsiness coming over her again. Knowing Victor was beside her, she tried hard not to fall asleep.

But with a fever, despite pinching her palm repeatedly, her eyelids grew heavy and she eventually dozed off.

“How do you feel?” Victor asked in a deep voice as they hit some traffic on the road.

After a while without hearing a response, he turned his head and saw Olivia sleeping soundly with her head tilted.

Seeing this, a complex emotion flashed through Victor’s heart. He silently turned his gaze back and instructed the driver, “Drive slowly.”

Soon after, he felt a weight on his shoulder.

Victor turned his head and looked at Olivia’s sleeping profile. His eyes gradually softened.