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

servant. “Hurry, get the medicine

Flynn!” the servant

Ernest. “Here. Give it to him.” Ernest sat at the bedside

smile, though her chest tightened just a little. “Oh, look

cheeks were still flushed with fever, but he

smile. “Now that you’re

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with the servants, leaving the father and son

carefully placing a fever patch

hoarse from

a second but then understood. He nodded slowly and

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

soft voice, “Not that lady… I mean my

Ernest stiffened.

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