Forbidden Passion

Chapter 635 The Joy of Raising Children

Evelyn had the water all set for Noomi. When Noomi burst in, Evelyn was shaking the baby bottle, trying to get that formula to mix faster in the warm water. Noomi latched onto Evelyn's leg, standing on her tippy-toes, arms stretched out, "Grandma, I'm starving!"

Evelyn handed over the bottle, "Here you go, kiddo. Chill out a bit, will ya? And next time, no more running around like a maniac, okay?"

"Okay," Noomi said, taking a big gulp from the bottle and flashing a sweet smile, "Thanks, Grandma."

Evelyn gave Noomi's head a gentle pat. Taking care of Hubert, Boris, and Noomi could be a real grind, but those little moments of sweetness made it all worth it.

That was probably what they called the joy of raising kids.

Bittersweet happiness!

Noomi dashed out of the kitchen with the bottle, almost a blur. She stumbled her way straight to the playroom.

Phoebe, worried Noomi might faceplant, got up and followed her. She watched as Noomi squeezed between Hubert and Boris, her chubby foot knocking over the little block house they had just built. Hubert and Boris were stunned for a second, then the waterworks started.

Phoebe just shook her head.

These little accidents happened all the time. At first, Phoebe would comfort Hubert and Boris, but she soon realized it wasn't necessary.

Hubert, Boris, and Noomi had this unspoken bond. Most of the time, they were more forgiving than mad at Noomi, even though she was only a few minutes younger than them.

Pamela, seeing this for the first time, rushed to comfort Hubert and Boris, encouraging them to build an even cooler and sturdier house.

Phoebe leaned against the door, watching as Hubert and Boris stopped crying and got back to building. She thought, 'A good nanny doesn't just take care of kids; she knows how to guide them too.' Phoebe was really happy with Pamela and felt a lot more relaxed.

out and walked to the living room. The caller

"Hey, Alfonso, what's up?"

voice was all frantic, with noise in the background, "Ms. Ziegler, Noah fell off

beat, "What? Is

his forehead pretty bad, might need stitches. I'm taking him to

heart raced, "Which hospital? I'll be there

bother changing clothes, just rushed to the door to put on her shoes. Evelyn heard the commotion and came out of the kitchen, still holding a spatula, "Phoebe, it's dinner time.

go." Phoebe

car, and called the company, telling the bodyguards to get to

If the media got wind of

car,

way to the private hospital. A bunch of entertainment reporters were already swarming the entrance,

the bodyguards ahead to keep those nosy reporters

door. Her assistant, Lori, was waiting

his hairline, they gotta shave a bit of his hair. He's throwing a fit and arguing with the doc." Phoebe

chuckled, "Noah's gotta keep up that

asked, "How did he even fall off the

around and whispered, "Word is, a popular artist from Queen Entertainment pulled a dirty trick. When Noah was stepping off

of Queen Entertainment. She steadied herself, "Got it. Let's

was leaning against the door, scrolling through his phone with a cold look

was next to him, trying to convince him, "Noah, please get the wound treated. In this heat, it could

saw Phoebe, his eyes lit up, "Ms. Ziegler, thank goodness

Phoebe's arrival, Noah straightened up. His nonchalant attitude vanished, replaced

said, "Phoebe, you're