At that moment, Scott and Stellan walked into the room, and when they saw Patricia, they immediately
confirmed that she was ill.
âMommy, get out of bed. Weâll bring you to the hospital.â
Patricia forced a chuckle before she said, âIâm fine. Go to school, and I can go to the hospital myself
after I get out of bed.â
However, Sylvie shook her head. âNo, weâre staying with you.â
All her children were very sensible, which was very heartwarming for her. âItâs okay. Go to school. Iâve
said before that Iâll be delighted, and Iâll definitely recover once all of you are back from school.â
When Scott saw how determined their mother was, he told his siblings not to bother her anymore and
brought her the medication. âMommy, remember to take your medicine later.â
As the kids left with Josephine to head to school, they kept turning their heads around to look at
Patricia.
As their school was close by, they could easily reach by foot, and Isaac suddenly popped into Sylvieâs
mind. It will be great if Mr. Handsome can come and take care of Mommy, and they can even nurture
their relationship!
Hence, she grabbed Stellanâs hand and whispered, âStellan, hurry and send a message to Isaac Arnold
to tell him our home address and the lock password. Then, think of a way to let him take care of Tricia.â
While Scott was telling Josephine to return and take care of Patriciaâhow often to check for the body
temperature and which medication to take, speaking as strict as an adult but in the body of a childâ
Stellan took out his cell phone and sent a text to Isaac in Sylvieâs tone.
âMr. Handsome, itâs Sylvie. Help! The address is No. 150, Snowflake Lane, and the password is
520911.â
When he sent the text, he turned off the phone because the usage of cell phones was forbidden in
school.
Sylvie pouted as she mumbled, âStellan, do you think heâll come?â
She really hoped that Isaac would come and take care of Patricia because he looked too much like her
brothers, and he was likely their father!
Stellan patted her head gently and answered, âTrust me.â
In such a situation, anyone with a heart would probably show up, and this was also his way of testing
whether Isaac had one of the conditions to be their fatherâhe hoped that the man was a warm and
kind person.
After Scott left Josephine with clear and detailed instructions, he headed to the teacher. Meanwhile,
Stellan trotted next to Josephine.
He spoke with a smile as bright as the sun, âMrs. Zimmers, take a look outside the house when you
return later. You may have the day off today if you notice a car parked outside. Just come and pick us
up when school is over.â
Josephine shook her head as she was genuinely worried about Patricia. âI have to go back and check
on Tricia. Scott told me that she has a fever.â
So, he replied while being as cool as a cucumber, âMrs. Zimmers, someone will take care of her, so you
have nothing to worry about. Donât you wish that she could have a boyfriend?â
Taken aback, she asked, âDoes Tricia have a boyfriend?â
This was good news; she wasnât going back to play gooseberry. When a woman was sick, she would
want the care of her boyfriend the most.
Stellan gave her a nod in reply and trotted off to his siblings before going into the school with the
teacher.
â¦
Meanwhile, Isaac was in the car reading a document on his cell phone when he suddenly received a
text. âMr. Handsome, itâs Sylvie. Help! â¦â
He furrowed his brows at the unfamiliar name as he repeated it in his head, Sylvie?
He didnât know who it was for a moment, but after a second, he noticed the term âMr. Handsomeâ, and
the face of the cute little girl appeared in his mind.
âTurn back. Weâre going to Snowflake Lane. Hurry!â he instructed immediately.
The driver quickly turned back and sped up when he heard Isaacâs urgent tone. In the passenger seat,
Liam spun his head around. âPresident Arnold, thereâs a meeting at 9.30AM. Should I cancel it?â
Right now, all Isaac could think about was saving Sylvie; something must have happened to her, which
was why she had called out to him for help.
âCancel it.â
âGot it, President Arnold.â
Half an hour later, the luxury car stopped at No. 150, Snowflake Lane. He quickly left the car and strode
toward the main door.
It was an old house with a small yard, and he looked at the door before quickly keying in the password
and walking in with hurried steps.
âSylvie, Sylvie!â
In the yard, he saw that it was neatly taken care of, and even though there werenât any fancy
decorations, every plant and flower was brimming with life.
The family had decorated the living room in the small house simply with a couch, a coffee table, and a
tiny TV. There were also many toys in this room, and it was easy to tell that a family with children was
living there.
âSylvie!â he called out again.
In a daze from the fever, Patricia couldnât help but cough a couple of times, and Isaac heard her. So, he
followed the noise up the staircase in a few large strides, then went to the door where the sound came
from and pushed it open without hesitation.
âSylvieâ¦â he called but saw Patricia on the bed with her face flushed and sweaty from fever.
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