Chapter 83

"Huh? Noah's injured? He has a fever?!"

Dylan Felch was nestled in a quilt cocoon when he received the news from Madeline. He nearly leaped off the bed.

His drowsiness was gone like the wind.

He grabbed his kit with him and drove straight to the Maple Forest Villa.

"What happened? When did he get injured? Why didn't anyone notify me?!"

He anxiously rang the doorbell, and before Madeline opened the door, he was spitting out question after question.

"Uh…"

"You should go see for yourself."

Madeline welcomed him in and for a moment was at a loss as to how to explain Noah's injury.

She could only change the subject and lead him inside.

Dylan had no intention of pursuing the matter at her deflection and raced right into the lounge.

"Come, Colt. We can play upstairs. Uncle Dylan needs to give your Daddy an injection. We shouldn't disturb him."

Madeline watched Thomas lying on Noah as the child attempted to grab at his father's eyelashes, and hurriedly smiled and waved to him.

She immediately removed the brat from the scene before Dylan could say a thing.

Noah's wounds were fresh!

Redressing his wounds would be a bloody sight!

It was better for Thomas to not be exposed to any of it!

She wasn't about to traumatize her son with the sight of blood.

"Okay!"

Madeline had been afraid the child would refuse to listen to her but he readily agreed.

He had even cast a distressed look at Noah before he went upstairs.

Madeline took it all in and was surprised. She couldn't help but suspect that her son had been switched.

After all, Thomas only felt resentment for Noah.

He, very smoothly, referred to the man as his scumbag father.

felt sorry for Noah was that he found out that he was

earlier to play around with his

down against his lower abdomen, and Noah, who

oozed faintly under

father was weak not because of a cold but due to inflammation

little action had only added

lashes he had plucked and

derailed by Madeline and

to give

Upstairs. Bedroom.

the covers when a notification came

Child has received

jaw dropped at the amount deposited into his account. He

give me so much

attached himself to his mother

"Be good and stay up here. Upgrade

was instructing her son, but her heart was already

was gone like

also tempting. He

of rivaling the firewall found in military defense

was an attack system

gadgets he had long had

were dear

Downstairs. Lounge.

IV injection and busied

someone was still in a

It was my fault. I'm

as he kept calling

who was busy removing the gauze, frowned, "Damn,

should feel sorry for

own eyes, he wouldn't have believed that Noah would dance

was also the

"How is he?"

softly. She tried his best to conceal her worry but it

"Not looking too good."

him up,

but her heartstrings were

keep avoiding me,

hate me

the drowsy

grabbed onto her

"Are you conscious, Noah?!"

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