That Night My Boss Left Me With Our Three Babies

Victor slept lightly and was awakened by a faint rustling sound. He frowned and opened his eyes.

He saw the person on the hospital bed with a hand on their forehead, clearly awake.

“How are you feeling? Is the fever bad?” Victor got up and walked to the bedside.

Olivia’s movements were slightly stiff as she slowly sat up in bed and politely thanked him, “I’m much better now. Thank you for your trouble tonight.”

Seeing her distant demeanor, Victor’s eyes darkened slightly. He reminded himself that this woman was still sick and suppressed his displeasure, asking in a deep voice, “You didn’t eat anything tonight. Are you hungry?”

Mentioning food made Olivia feel an emptiness in her stomach.

She hadn’t eaten not just tonight; due to the fever, she had no appetite all day and had only eaten a little at noon.

But she didn’t want to owe Victor any more favors.

Just as Olivia was about to say she wasn’t hungry, her stomach growled involuntarily.

A moment later, Olivia’s face flushed slightly, and she turned her head away, trying to remain composed, “It’s so late; I don’t want to eat anything.”

Victor frowned and directly walked out of the hospital room.

Hearing the movement, Olivia turned her head, but Victor was already gone.

Ten minutes later, Victor reappeared with a bowl of hot porridge in his hand.

“I ordered takeout tonight and heated it in the hospital microwave. Make do with this.”

Olivia was stunned again.

It wasn’t until Victor adjusted her bed and placed the porridge in front of her that she came back to her senses.

“Thank you.” She sat up and slowly took a sip from the bowl.

Victor had gone to such lengths that refusing would seem too deliberate.

Seeing that she didn’t refuse, Victor sat back down in the chair and said in a deep voice, “The doctor said you should stay in the hospital tonight to prevent a relapse. We’ll do another check-up tomorrow morning, and if everything’s fine, you can be discharged.”

Olivia nodded and glanced at him, “It’s late. I’m much better now and can take care of myself. Thank you for tonight. You should go home and rest since you have work tomorrow.”

Hearing her obvious attempt to send him away, Victor’s expression darkened further, his voice cold, “Leaving a patient alone here is not something I’d do.”

Olivia frowned slightly, “I don’t need care anymore. You won’t rest well here; there’s no reason for you to stay.”Text © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

Moreover, she didn’t want to owe Victor more.

The hospital room was very quiet at night, making Olivia’s voice seem abrupt.

After she finished speaking, the room fell into a dead silence.

Victor showed no intention of leaving.

Olivia pinched her palm and softened her tone, “We don’t have any special relationship. Mr. Leer, you don’t need to take care of me to this extent. If this continues, I’ll feel pressured.”

After speaking, Olivia looked seriously at Victor sitting in the chair.

Victor hadn’t expected that after taking such good care of this woman, she would still distance herself from him. He felt very displeased.

But he couldn’t just leave her here.

After a long silence, he suppressed his emotions and said flatly, “Don’t misunderstand. I just think that if I go back now, Sophia will throw a fit when she finds out.”

In other words, he wasn’t staying just to take care of her.

Olivia couldn’t argue with him and had to tacitly allow him to stay.

However, they had nothing to say to each other.

The atmosphere in the hospital room was very awkward.