Too Late, Mr. Billionaire: You Can't Afford Me by Thedora Birnir

Chapter 851:

“Oh, thank goodness!” Nyla breathed in relief and scooped Locke into her arms. “Sweetheart, look. Your daddy’s home!” She quickly handed the crying child to Ernest.

“Daddy…” Locke whimpered, twisting his little body and curling up tightly in Ernest’s embrace.

Ernest’s heart clenched as he held him close. “I’m sorry, Locke. Daddy’s late.”

“Daddy.” Locke sniffled against his father’s chest. “I have a fever. I don’t feel good.”

“Daddy knows.” Ernest gently stroked his back, and then carefully laid him down on the small bed. “Let’s take your medicine, alright? Once you do, the fever will come down, and you’ll feel much better. I promise.”

“You’ll feed me?”

“Yes, I will.”

Locke sniffled. “Then I’ll take the medicine.”

Ernest said with

servant. “Hurry, get the

Mrs. Flynn!” the

him.” Ernest sat at the bedside and gently coaxed Locke as he fed him the medicine. The boy didn’t protest and

chest tightened just a little. “Oh, look at

flushed with fever, but he clung tightly to

they were bonded, Nyla stepped back with a knowing smile. “Now that you’re here, he can rest easy.

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that, she slipped out of the room with the servants, leaving the father and son

sat at Locke’s bedside, carefully placing a fever patch

hoarse from the fever, “are you really my

froze for a second but then understood. He nodded slowly and answered, “Yes. I’m

trembled. Tears welled in his eyes and spilled down his cheeks. Though still little, he knew those

my mommy?” He hesitated, then added in a soft voice, “Not that lady… I mean

Ernest stiffened.

supposed