NovelEnglishHe couldn’t help but feel sorry for this loyal subordinate of his.
If Peter had remained back at the office, he would be living a comfortable life right now. But instead, he had followed Mark to such a cold foreign country and even spent the New Year’s Day here, away from his family and friends. Now, he wanted to adopt Laura, just to share his burden.
Meanwhile, Peter, after waiting patiently and not getting any response from his boss, asked anxiously, “Why can’t I adopt Laura?
Can’t I care about Paul’s child? Laura was pinched black and blue by the nanny. Such a poor little girl! I’m very worried about her.”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtMark smiled bitterly as he listened to him.
After a moment of silence, he said, “Okay.”
Peter smiled gratefully and then helped him lie back down.
“You just need to take good care of your health. When you get better, you can go back to Duefron to see Cecilia, as well as Edwin and Olivia. Don’t think about anything else. I’m always here with you,” he said comfortingly to his boss.
Mark lay quietly and closed his eyes.
He was so thin that he looked almost like a piece of paper.
He smiled at Peter and nodded.
He believed in Peter’s words. After his recovery, he would go back to see his family.
Yes, he would definitely recover.
After half an hour, Mark was still awake. He tossed and turned restlessly, but sleep refused to come. The doctor often sedated him, but today, he had refused to be sedated. After a while, he just lay on his side, staring at the phone.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHe hoped the phone would ring.
He wanted to call Cecilia, but the doctor’s assessment flashed through his mind again.
After some time, he stretched out his hand and rang the bell at his bedside to summon the doctor. When the doctor came, he said to him calmly, “Give me a sedative.”
Back in Duefron, it was afternoon and Cecilia had just woken up.
The snow had stopped falling and the weather was now sunny. The sunlight filtered through the window and shone on the bed, making the room feel warm.
There was a pink baby cot beside Cecilia’s bed.
A baby girl was sleeping soundly in it.
Olivia had inherited the genes of the Evans family. Her skin was tender and her hair was brown.
She looked very beautiful.
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