That Night My Boss Left Me With Our Three Babies

Olivia paused her steps and looked back, puzzled.

Victor furrowed his brow. “It’s already 4 a. m., and you’ve only slept for a short while. I can’t let you drive back like this. Besides, if you just leave like this, I won’t be able to explain to Sophia. You promised her yourself that you wouldn’t leave. If she wakes up tomorrow and can’t find you, she’ll definitely cause a scene. She might even go straight to your house. She hasn’t fully recovered yet, and what if she gets sick again?”

Upon hearing Victor’s words, a slight frown creased Olivia’s forehead. The dream had left her feeling unsettled, and she didn’t have the desire to spend any more time with him in that moment.

But she did promise the little girl not to leave…

Seeing her dilemma, Victor’s expression turned cold, and his tone hardened. “Don’t worry, the only time Sophia can trouble you is now. In the future, if nothing happens, I won’t let her disturb your life.”

After he finished speaking, he released his grip on her wrist.

Olivia couldn’t shake off the feeling that there was an oddity in Victor’s words, as if they carried a subtle sting that made her uncomfortable.

On the bed, Sophia seemed to sense the emptiness beside her. She turned over and touched the vacant space on the other side of the bed, emitting a few murmurs.

Hearing this movement, both of them instinctively looked over.

Despite her discomfort and reservations, Olivia couldn’t bring herself to be too harsh on the little girl. After hesitating for a few seconds, she spoke, “I’ll stay with Sophia, but Mr. Leer, our current relationship seems inappropriate for you to be in the room while I’m asleep.”

It was clearly an eviction notice for him.

Victor’s eyes darkened, and after a few seconds, he coldly agreed, “Fine, then I’ll trouble you with Sophia.”

After saying that, he turned around and left in long strides.

Seeing the door close, Olivia felt relieved and turned back to lie down beside Sophia.

Sophia, instinctively seeking solace and comfort, moved closer to Olivia, as if drawn to her as a source of warmth and security. Olivia’s heart softened, and she reached out to embrace the little girl.

Sophia snuggled comfortably into her embrace, a faint smile on her lips.

Witnessing this, Olivia felt her heart melting away. The unease caused by the nightmare vanished, and she fell back asleep in a daze.

The next morning, Sophia woke up in Olivia’s embrace.

As Sophia opened her eyes, the sight of the beautiful lady standing before her filled her with immense joy. Her eyes sparkled with delight, expressing the happiness she felt deep within.NôvelDrama.Org owns all © content.

Sophia’s heart filled with joy as she realized that the kind and beautiful lady had not truly left, but instead chose to sleep beside her. In that moment, she wished for every day to be as wonderful and comforting as this.

Olivia, still half-asleep, felt the little girl’s gaze and woke up as well. When she lowered her head, she met Sophia’s bright eyes and couldn’t help but smile. “Good morning, feeling better?”

Sophia nodded.

Olivia smiled reassuringly, “That’s good. It’s time to get up.”

After saying that, she sat up on the bed.

Charlotte knocked on the door and came in, bringing clothes for Sophia. Olivia helped her get dressed.

Once they finished dressing, Charlotte was about to take Sophia to wash up, but much to Charlotte’s surprise, Sophia folded her arms and adamantly refused to let her lead the way.

“Mrs. Leer, why don’t you take Miss Sophia instead?” Charlotte understood Sophia’s thoughts and entrusted the little girl to Olivia.

Olivia had taken care of the two little boys at home on a regular basis and was familiar with these matters. She agreed and took Sophia into the bathroom.

After washing up, Olivia even braided Sophia’s hair.

As Sophia’s braid was only halfway done, her eyes sparkled with excitement. With anticipation gleaming in her gaze, she obediently settled onto a small chair, fixating her gaze upon her reflection in the mirror.

Standing at the entrance of the bathroom, Victor appeared wearing a shirt and pants, with a few buttons still undone, hinting that he had recently washed up. Quietly, he observed the woman skillfully braiding Sophia’s hair.