Blimey, My Kid's the Heir to the Billionaire Boss! by Nora Hoover

Chapter 1292 Without Hope

"Shut up!" Hubert snapped, "You think I'm worried about you? We have no connection, no emotional ties. I'm worried about those three kids." Micah just nodded, too scared to say anything, but deep down, he was grateful to Hubert.

"But don't get your hopes up too high," Hubert sighed, "I'm not in great shape. I might kick the bucket before I figure this out." "You're making me nervous with that kind of talk," Micah joked.

Hubert gave Micah's arm a light slap and then smiled.

Micah looked at the wise and kind Hubert, feeling deeply moved but not knowing what to say. At this moment, he could only remain silent.

"Alright, go help her make some porridge. I need to sleep for a while," Hubert closed his eyes wearily and muttered, "You better pray I wake up after I fall asleep so you still have a chance to survive." "The porridge smells so good. Don't you want to eat some?" Micah said with a smile.

Hubert smiled again.

Percy helped him lie down, covered him with a thick blanket, and soothed him to sleep.

to the kitchen, he continued smoking in

is personally delivering it; he should arrive

"Hubert is already too sick. He can't even open

Mr. Clemens, you can't give up like this," Andrew got anxious and persuaded. "Hubert is right. Even if you don't think about yourself, think about

Micah interrupted him, glancing

but he stubbornly believed that since Hubert had said so, there must be

of the kitchen, wearing Paula's apron and holding a carrot. She asked, "Hubert wants to

Biston early this morning, and now making them drive for hours to come back would be too

look pretty good in that outfit," Micah teased, looking her up and

him and went back to the

Sadie wiped the sweat from her forehead and looked over, meeting Micah's gaze. She couldn't help but feel a bit dizzy, as if they were just an ordinary couple-she was cooking, and he was watching

ringing of

to reality, took his

I'll be right there," he said in a