Donovan frowned, glanced at Ruby, then looked away and asked coldly, "Is she going to die?"

"Not to that extent." The family doctor, unaware of the situation, thought the patient lying there was Donovan's friend. Hearing Donovan's question, he felt as if there was some animosity between them. Who would ask if someone with a cold and fever was going to die if there wasn't any bad blood?

Donovan's tone grew even colder, "As long as she won't die, just prescribe some medicine. Trevor, when she wakes up, tell her to get out and come back when she's better."

With that, he got up from the sofa and went upstairs.

The family doctor was bewildered, watching Donovan's back disappear on the second floor. While prescribing the medicine, he asked Trevor, "What did this lady do to offend Mr. Ziegler?" Trevor shook his head, "It's not my place to inquire about Mr. Ziegler's affairs. However, Mr. Ziegler is always polite to everyone, except for Ms. Adams. There might be some past grievances." "An ex-girlfriend?" the family doctor boldly speculated.

Trevor didn't dare to comment on Donovan's matters and remained silent. The family doctor finished prescribing the medicine, dividing it into six small packets.

"When she wakes up, have her take it three times a day. She should recover quickly." The family doctor packed up his medical kit and left, leaving only Trevor and the sleeping Ruby in the living room.

In the eco-park, Hubert, Boris, and Noomi were tired from digging up carrots. They tossed aside their hoes and shovels and started playing with the mud.

Phoebe brought them two sets of clothes to change into. Seeing them playing in the mud, she didn't hurry to get them cleaned up like other parents might.

In her educational philosophy, it was important for children to connect with nature. The ground was dirty and the soil was full of bacteria, but she believed that these things could be overlooked in favor of the children having fun and learning from their environment.

"Mom, I made a gift for you." Boris ran over, hands behind his back, saying mysteriously, "Close your eyes and count to three."

counted with a smile, "Three, two, one.

a lump of mud in his hands. It was crooked, looking like a heart or a misshapen peach. He looked at her nervously, "Mom, it's a bit ugly. Don't dislike it.

took the crooked heart from his hands, "Our Boris has a real talent for

Phoebe's praise and ran back to play with Hubert and

setting it up next to the vegetable garden. Evelyn took out the snacks she had made in the morning, along with fruits, coffee, and juice. They sat

Ethan ran over, his face

pooped, Phoebe said, "Mom, you

at Phoebe, "Can you

Ethan, come here." Phoebe beckoned to Ethan, who awkwardly walked over and was picked up by

in a

to the nearby restroom. There weren't many people, so they didn't have to

his hands, and carried him

fun today,

and the others. But I'm a bit worried because Mom is sick and didn't come." Phoebe smiled, "Ethan is such a considerate boy. Let's call

"Okay."

long time without anyone answering,

her grip on the phone, looking down at Ethan, who barely reached her thigh, and said, "She might be asleep and didn't hear the phone."

the road, waiting for the vehicle to pass. A silver-gray Maybach stopped beside her, and the rear window slowly rolled down, revealing a stunningly handsome

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