âOn top of that, there were a few friendly doctors who attended to Sylvie. It saved us a lot of trouble as
well since the check-up was all performed here and we didnât have to move around.â
As Patricia touched Sylvieâs forehead, it was warm but didnât seem too serious. After hearing what
Josephine said, she began to make sense of the whole situation since ordinary people wouldnât be able
to get such a room that easily. Since she was on a tight budget as well, she couldnât get such a room
for Sylvie.
âMrs. Zimmers, itâs already late. Please bring Scott and Stellan home as they need to get some rest,â
she told Josphine.
Immediately after that, she turned around and saw both of her sons chatting with Isaac and giving him
a high-five. Although they were disagreeable toward him and even got him drunk when he visited them,
they treated him differently today. She suspected that it could be due to the arrangement that he had
made for Sylvieâs treatment that made them change their mind.
Josephine greeted the man when she noticed him. âMr. Arnold, youâre here too.â She was glad that he
was there to take care of the girls since it was better to have a man by their side at night.
âMrs. Zimmers, the driver is downstairs. You should go back first. I will send them back after Sylvie is
done with her IV drip.â Isaac nodded at her.
âAlright, we shall take our leave.â Josphine smiled.
Before Scott and Stellan left, they gave Patricia a cheering gesture that puzzled her. After Josephine
left with the boys, the room suddenly became quiet. Sylvie was laying peacefully on her bed, and it
didnât seem like she was in pain.
Patricia turned and looked at Isaac before thanking him. âPresident Isaac, thank you for the
arrangements youâve made,â she said.
âDoes she fall sick often?â He sat by the bed and caressed Sylvieâs chubby cheeks.
âShe was two pounds lighter than her brothers when she was born, and she loved to cry; it made taking
care of her a challenge. She has been falling sick very often since young, and it always scares me to
death. Thatâs why I get anxious whenever sheâs unwell,â answered Patricia while nodding.
Hearing that, Isaac smiled as he could tell how anxious she was from how she had acted tonight.
âWhere is the childrenâs father?â
Even though they have separated, he should be supporting them financially. Is he even a man for
making her go through such hardships? he thought to himself.
âThey donât have a father,â she answered, shaking her head.
She refused to reveal more since her pregnancy had always felt like a dream to her; she couldnât tell
whether it was a dream or a reality. Although she was now sure that it really did happen, she didnât
know where the man was.
She thought that he must be a jerk for not taking responsibility after impregnating her, but since it was
all arranged by Adeline and her mother, she doubted that he was a decent man.
Isaac stopped probing when he sensed that Patricia was reluctant to talk about it. Soon after, the
doctor stopped by to brief them on Sylvieâs condition. Since it was just the flu, she would recover within
two to three days after getting her IV drip. Silence filled the room again after the doctor left.
Suddenly, Patricia looked at the time and realized that it was almost midnight. She felt bad and didnât
want him to wait there. âPresident Isaac, there are three more packs of IV fluid to be administered. Itâll
take a while, so you should leave first.â
Since he had a busy schedule, she didnât want to hold him up, fearing that he would ask her for
compensation since she couldnât afford to pay him.
As Isaac stared at her, he could tell that she was exhausted and realized that it wasnât easy being a
mother. âPatricia, you can look for me if you face any problems in the future. I will help you out.â
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