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.

that the reason why Thomas suddenly felt sorry for

his father moments earlier to play around

he accidentally pressed down against his lower abdomen, and Noah, who was unconscious,

oozed faintly under the white

that he realized his scum father was weak not because of a cold but due to inflammation in his

only added oil

out of guilt, put glue onto the lashes he had plucked

plans were derailed by Madeline

to give

Upstairs. Bedroom.

a

has

deposited into his account. He was

me so much

mother with all the innocence of a

leave. "Be good and stay up here. Upgrade all your equipment. Didn't you request this

her son, but her heart

that, she was gone like

for his scumbag father, but the one million dollars that his mother had given him was also tempting. He

rivaling the firewall

system known

also got several Trojan horse gadgets he had long had his

them were dear

Downstairs. Lounge.

injection and busied himself with treating

still in a

what happened back then… It was my fault. I'm sorry. I'm really

mumbled as he kept

gauze, frowned, "Damn, Noah. You're so

feel sorry for his friend or gloat at his

hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed

woman was also the ex-wife he so ruthlessly

"How is he?"

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

"Not looking too good."

busy patching him up, he hadn't even

nothing but her heartstrings were tugged

keep avoiding me,

hate me that

when the

had even grabbed onto

"Are you conscious, Noah?!"

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