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.”

said with a

quickly to the servant. “Hurry,

Flynn!”

time, Nyla handed the medicine to Ernest. “Here. Give it to him.” Ernest sat at the bedside and gently coaxed

look at that… Locke listens to

still flushed with fever, but he clung

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

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with the

bedside, carefully placing a fever patch on his

Locke said, his voice hoarse from the

nodded slowly and answered,

spilled down his

then added in a soft voice, “Not that lady… I mean my real mommy.

Ernest stiffened.

was he supposed to answer