The Quadruplets Are Mine?

Chapter 1261 Check on Nessa 

“Alright, Doris said. Then she nodded and tucked in the blanket for Nessa.

Mrs. Flores returned with a thermometer in her hand. Doris took it and placed the thermometer under Nessa’s armpit in the blanket.

Five minutes later, Doris took out the thermometer and found out that it was at a temperature of around 38 degrees Celsius. Indeed, Nessa had a fever.

“Should we go to the hospital?” Mrs. Flores was somewhat anxious and said, “She was fine in the afternoon.”

“Don’t panic.” Doris reassured her, saying. “Kids having a fever is common; I’ll take her to the hospital for a shot.”

“But…” Mrs. Flores said, “I recall Mr. Adelmar mentioning that those injections are not good for the kid.”

“What should we do then?” Doris also remembered what Waylon had said, “It’s late. I don’t want to bother him.”

“How is this a bother?” Mrs. Flores hurriedly said, “You’re just too concerned about your image, aren’t you! This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

Doris turned speechless.

“What’s more important? Is your image more important than Nessa’s health?” Mrs. Flores said, “Hurry, call Mr. Adelmar. Don’t let Nessa suffer!”

Doris was still hesitating. However, Mrs. Flores passed her the phone and said, “You must understand what’s more important now! Nessa needs some help, don’t you understand? You can’t be ignorant of which is more important.”

Doris pondered for a while. Mrs. Flores’ words were true. I can’t let Nessa suffer anymore! Otherwise, I’ll be heartbroken and guilty.

Doris dialed Waylon’s number without hesitation.

On the other hand, Waylon had just entered Macsen Villa, and his phone rang as he climbed the stairs. He took out his phone and found out it was Doris calling. Waylon felt somehow worried. Was something wrong? Doris would not casually call me without something important.

Waylon quickly answered the phone and said, “Doris, what’s the matter?”

“Mr. Adelmar,” Doris said, “I’m sorry to disturb you now,”

“Just tell me what’s going on.” Waylon frowned and said. “Don’t nag.”

“It’s about Nessa, Doris said. “Nessa is having a high fever. I was planning to take her to the hospital for a shot, but Mrs Flores reminded me that you mentioned that it might not be good for her

“Well Waylon said calmly, “Mrs Flores is smarter than you

Dons feil stent. Does he need to be sarcastic now?

Tin coming over right away. Waylon said ‘Get a cold towel ready for Nessa’

Got it!” Doris hurriedly said. “I’ll wait for you. Thank you so much!”

“Sure!” Waylon said that and hung up the phone. Then he turned around and was about to leave.

“Mr. Waylon. I cooked some food for you,” Mrs. Jamison said while leaving the kitchen.

“Not now. I’m going to check on Nessa. Waylon said.

Mrs. Jamison fell silent. It seems like he is truly the father of Nessa! Let’s see how long he can pretend not to be!

Then Waylon drove himself back to Starhill Garden.

Doris heard the sound of the car parking downstairs. She looked down from the window. Waylon had arrived within fifteen minutes. I had no idea how he managed to do so. How fast did he drive?

Mrs. Flores opened the door to let Waylon in.

Waylon was wearing a white shirt and carrying a medicine box.

He tossed his suit jacket into the car as he exited it.

Doris felt somehow shy as she saw Waylon. Waylon is truly handsome! I felt somehow heart-warmed too. It’s all Mrs. Flores fault! I can’t forget what she said earlier.

“Let me see Nessa,” Waylon changed into slippers and said..

Doris held Nessa and came beside Waylon. She adjusted her position so that Waylon could see properly. By now, Nessa’s fever seemed to have risen again. She seemed to be suffering.

“I’ll do some nudges to bring down her fever,” Waylon said. “Prepare some warm water and pills too.”

“Noted.” Doris nodded and said, “Should I lay Nessa on the sofa?”