That Night My Boss Left Me With Our Three Babies

Sophia obediently extended her injured hand for Victor to see.

Upon seeing the scars on her hand, Victor furrowed his brow slightly and gently inquired, “How did this happen? Were you bullied by other kids?”

Sophia paused for a moment, then vigorously shook her head.

Not bullied?

Victor couldn’t understand. “Then what happened?”

Sophia picked up her brush again and carefully wrote a few letters in her notebook.

“FALL”

After finishing writing, she tilted her head uncertainly.

“Fell down?”

Victor saw the word she wrote and confirmed with her.

Sophia nodded.

Victor felt relieved and tapped the injured area gently. “Did the teacher apply medicine for you?”

Sophia nodded again.

Victor nodded in response, examining her delicate little hand. “This injury won’t heal in just a few days. You still need to apply medicine. Daddy will help you, okay?”

Sophia didn’t refuse.

Victor immediately crouched down, picked up the little girl, and descended the stairs.

In the living room, he sat down on the sofa with the little girl on his lap and instructed Charlotte, “Bring the first aid kit.”

Charlotte obeyed and quickly brought over the first aid kit.

From inside, Victor took out a spray and sprayed a bit onto her wound. Then, he applied some pressure and massaged it for a while.

The injury was somewhat severe, so even though some time had passed, it still hurt when touched.

Sophia didn’t make a fuss, but she pursed her lips, and her delicate eyebrows furrowed.

Victor occasionally observed her expression to see if she was in pain.

Seeing her furrowed brow, he couldn’t help but feel a sense of deja vu.

This little girl’s serious expression bears a resemblance to that woman.

Sensing her father’s gaze, Sophia looked up in confusion and immediately noticed his injured lips. She pointed at them in curiosity.

The meaning was clear, she was asking him how he got hurt.Original content from NôvelDrama.Org.

Victor understood her intention and soothingly held her small hand, saying, “It’s nothing. I got bitten by a little wildcat.”

A wildcat?

Sophia became even more puzzled, and she grabbed the pen and paper on the coffee table and wrote, “Where did the cat come from?”

Victor’s eyes darkened slightly. “It ran back from abroad.”

After speaking, he didn’t want to mention that woman again, fearing that he couldn’t contain the anger in his heart in front of his daughter.

Seeing the little girl still clueless, he raised his hand and took away the pen and paper in her hands. “No more talking. It’s almost bedtime. Daddy will take you to bed.”

Although Sophia was still curious, since Daddy said so, she didn’t ask any more questions and obediently let Daddy carry her upstairs.

…

When Olivia returned, the two little ones were still awake. Isabelle was watching TV with them in the living room.

Seeing her enter, the two little ones immediately turned their attention away from the TV and ran over. “Mommy!”

Olivia smiled and touched their heads.

“Have you been drinking?”

Sebastian, noticing the scent of alcohol, wrinkled his nose. “I’ll make you tea. It’ll help with any potential headache tomorrow.”

After saying that, he turned and went into the kitchen.

Ethan led her to the sofa along the way and sat down, straddling Mommy’s lap. He earnestly massaged her temples. “I’ll give Mommy a massage, so Mommy won’t feel uncomfortable.”

Isabelle watched these two little ones, so sensible at such a young age, and her eyes glowed with envy. “Why is my godson so thoughtful?”

Olivia laughed, glancing at Isabelle. “Do you like them? You should have your own child.”

Upon hearing this, Isabelle shook her head repeatedly. “No thanks. The child I give birth to may not be as considerate as Sebastian and Ethan. I just want to steal your two.”

While Ethan massaged his own mommy’s temples, he also comforted his godmother. “Isabelle, there’s no need to steal. If you get drunk, my brother and I will definitely take care of you like this.”

Isabelle just wanted to hug the little ones and give them a kiss, but since both of them were busy, she could only restrain herself and said, “You two are so good. I love you both to bits!”

Olivia shivered at her cheesy words, and she took the tea that Sebastian brought over and drank it sip by sip.

After finishing the tea, it was already late.

“Alright, I’m fine now. You two go upstairs and rest!”

Olivia kissed the foreheads of the two little ones.

The two little ones nodded, bid Isabelle goodnight and obediently headed upstairs.