My Babies, My Love

Chapter 27

Patricia gritted her teeth to calm herself and began to clean up his room. She placed the books on

the bookshelf and put the magazines on the floor back into the magazine rack.

She made the bed and hung all the washed clothes in the closet.

After cleaning the room spotlessly, she noticed how the monotone room was now clean and tidy,

seemingly even more abstinent than before.

It seemed that after crying for a while, her whole body was able to relax. One shouldn’t be in a

tense state all the time. So, it was good to release the built-up tension by crying sometimes.

When Patricia went downstairs, she thought Isaac would be in the living room, but he wasn’t there.

He didn’t even take the aspirin on the table, so she decided to keep it in the cabinet.

She was a woman with pride. The moment she signed the IOU, it was equivalent to a vow from her

that she would pay off her debt.

Before she left the mansion, she sent him a message, ‘President Arnold, I have already tidied up

your room. I will come over at 6.00PM tomorrow to make dinner.’

On the other hand, Isaac was feeling the cold breeze on the rooftop with a cigarette in his hand.

He watched as she entered her silver Toyota and slowly drove away from the yard.

It wasn’t until she shut the car door that he regained his senses and raised his hand to touch his

lips.

As if her sweet taste was still lingering between his lips and teeth, he seemed addicted to the

sweetness.

Isaac’s eyes darkened slightly as he took a heavy puff of the cigarette. When he exhaled the

smoke, his expression became colder.

It was Saturday the next day, so none of the three children had to go to school.

Patricia decided to take them to the hospital. Josephine was carrying a box of food that she had

made for Darcie and her daughter to replenish their bodies.

When they arrived at the hospital, Patricia carried a basket of fruit and some milk, while the three

children carried small gifts they wanted to give to Poppy.

Sylvie asked, “When will Poppy come back to class? She used to be my best friend!”

Poppy used to be in the same kindergarten with them. When they were younger, she was in the

same class as Sylvie. The two had a close relationship as they went to school together every day

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Scott replied to her, “Poppy is ill. When she gets better, she will come back to school.”

Stellan nodded. “Give her the doll later and tell her to treat the doll like it’s you.”

Sylvie’s big eyes flickered. She could not fathom why Poppy had to stay in the hospital for so long

when she was sick.

She had also been ill and stayed in the hospital for a few days at most, but Poppy seemed to have

been in the hospital for two years now.

Poppy beamed when she saw her best friends once they arrived at the ward.

While Patricia placed the fruit and milk on the table, Darcie got up and took the food box from

Josephine. “Thank you, Mrs. Zimmers! You make us delicious food every time you come.”

Josephine smiled at her. “You and Tricia are good friends, so I want to treat you well too. How is

Poppy?”

Darcie sighed as she watched the three children surrounded by the bed and Poppy’s happy

appearance. “Still waiting for a suitable bone marrow donor. Once we find a suitable candidate, we

can proceed with the surgery.”

Josephine nodded and suggested, “I’ll feed Poppy some soup. This is very nourishing. Look at

how thin she is.”

With that, she joined the three children and fed Poppy some soup.

On the other hand, Patricia and Darcie carried the food boxes to the lounge area. While Darcie

was eating, Patricia sat opposite her, holding a cup of warm water in her hand.

As she regarded the parents in the hospital, she shook her head in resignation.

Being healthy was the happiest blessing to a family. However, every time she came here to see

the sick people in the hospital, she could not help but feel uncomfortable. She truly hoped that

everyone in the world would never get sick.

Suddenly, Patricia remembered what had happened last night. She was almost forced to do

something intimate with Isaac, and he was so strong that she could not even resist him after

struggling.

He had the upper hand with long, muscular limbs, so he could easily bully her when he pinned her

down. Therefore, she asked Darcie, “I want to buy something to ward off perverts. Do you have

any suggestions?”