You Are My One and Only

Patricia only managed to read Isaac’s text after bringing the triplets home, and just as she wanted to ask him if he could take some heat or how he’d like the stew prepared, his second message came.

With that, she hurriedly deleted her question and asked, ‘It’s a paid leave, right?’

This was her number one concern; she didn’t mind not having any breaks since she owed him so much money, after all.

Just the thought of Poppy’s potential medical funds getting stolen got her feeling awful, so she wanted to use labor to punish herself.

Now, not only would she have to work hard to pay off her debts, but she’d also have to put in extra effort to help Darcie pay off Poppy’s medical bills.

Meanwhile, Isaac had just come out of the shower. While drying his hair with a towel, he checked his phone and replied to her text, ‘Of course.’

Patricia replied instantly, ‘You’re the best, President Arnold! xoxo.’

Does this mean I’ll be getting every Sunday off thereafter? She thought that Isaac was pretty nice, and he was a decent boss the more she thought about it.

upon seeing the

dare

…

she found Darcie eating takeout that she had probably gotten from the hospital’s cafeteria. Judging from how reluctantly she

smiled upon

looked toward the door when she heard Poppy’s barely audible ‘Miss

she knew the woman had been agonizing

she sat next to Darcie and handed her one of the lunch boxes.

Patricia took Poppy’s lunch box out, intending to feed

smile, so Patricia put the lunch box on the overbed table so the little girl could eat while sitting on her bed. Poppy was rather

the table beside them. Josephine’s food was up her alley, and while she ate,

she had the urge to puke just

sat on the edge of the hospital bed. “Darcie, I wanted to pawn my ring and use the money to pay for Poppy’s medical bills.

more and more savage.

it’s all my fault. I’ll

Even she wasn’t sure if