Twins Or Triplets?
Nora hung up the phone and looked at Cherry. After a moment’s thought, she nevertheless gave her a
reminder. “Don’t bully the boy.”
Cherry nodded at once, the very picture of a well-behaved girl. She replied, “Don’t worry, Mommy!
Xander and I will get along very well!”
For some reason, when she saw how she was behaving, Nora was entirely unconvinced.
But if Cherry was refusing to say it, then she couldn’t possibly force her to, right?
As such, she let Cherry stay obediently in the room while she went out. When she did, she happened to
bump into Justin, who was coming out of Xander’s room. When the two met, Nora raised her eyebrows
and asked, “How did it go?”
Justin looked a little awkward. “He said that he’s getting along very well with Cherry and told me not to
worry.”
Nora: “…”
She had obviously seen the two little fellows being awkward around each other, so how could they
possibly be having fun?
But both of them were refusing to tell the truth…
“Do you believe him?” She asked.
Justin kept quiet for a while before he suddenly replied, “Whether the children are fated to get along or
not is out of our hands. There are siblings who have trouble getting along. Let’s not force it.”
He was afraid that Nora would tell Cherry to treat Xander better, which might instead make the children
rebellious.
Nora had always taken an easy-going and stress-free approach to child-raising.
If Cherry liked playing games, then she would let her play.
Of course, this was also because of Cherry’s unique character. It definitely wouldn’t do for other children
to become as addicted as Cherry was to games. However, Cherry’s IQ was too high. She had to use
games and play with Barbie dolls to calm down her hyperactive brain.
Since Justin had put it that way, she nodded and walked out of the Hunt Manor.
When she was going down the stairs, she suddenly turned and looked back, upon which she saw a small
head quickly darting backward in Xander’s room as though he was afraid of being seen by her.
Nora withdrew her gaze, though a faint indescribable emotion welled up in her.
However, she quickly suppressed the emotion.
She didn’t want her judgment to become impaired because of her emotions. Before she could be sure of
whether Xander was her son or not, it was better that she had less contact with him, lest she developed
feelings for him. If that happened, things would become troublesome.
She wasn’t the only one who thought that way. As Justin walked her to the parking lot, even he himself
suddenly said calmly, “For Trueman to send the child back so easily, yet not for the purpose of saving
Ruth, something must be wrong. Although it is highly likely from a DNA perspective that Xander is our
son, until we can confirm it, we must not be soft-hearted.”
Nora, who knew what he meant, nodded.
After leaving Justin’s villa, she started to drive out of the manor. However, someone stopped her while
she was on the way out. With a frown, Nora stopped the car and looked at the Hunts’ housekeeper who
had stopped her.
The housekeeper was looking at her with a smile. She said, “Ms. Smith, Ma’am invites you over to her
place.”
Nora cast her eyes down and suddenly smiled. “Sorry, but I’m not free.”
As soon as she said that, the housekeeper’s expression instantly changed.
She looked at Nora in surprise, upon which she saw a glint of indifference bursting forth from the
woman’s cat-like eyes. She started the car and drove forward.
Fanny, the housekeeper, had been working for Mrs. Hunt for many years and had been taking care of the
Hunt Manor for several decades. She was highly respected in the manor, and even Justin generally
treated her a little more politely than others.
Fanny didn’t expect Nora to be this rude to her!
The sixty-year-old Fanny frowned. Just as she was about to speak, she realized that Nora was really
driving off. She could only step aside and say, “Ms. Smith, please wait a minute. I’m doing this for your
sake. I doubt you want to put Pete in a spot, right?”
Nora: “?”
She let go of the gas pedal. The car came to a halt.
Fanny followed beside the car and went on. “Ms. Smith, it won’t do for you to continue taking things so
seriously with Ma’am like this. After all, she’s your elder. If you give in, Ma’am definitely won’t make
things difficult for you, either. Take Mr. Livingstone’s illness this time for example. If you take the initiative
to cure Thomas’ condition, and get the baby-making formula from the Stewarts -you’ve done them such
a huge favor this time, so they will definitely give it to youwhen that happens, you will be the
Livingstones’ benefactor. Ma’am will definitely remember what you’ve done for them. This way, Pete
won’t have to be caught between his great-grandmother and his mother too, right?”.
Nora knew it. Fanny must have come to her to get her to treat Thomas’ condition.
She scoffed and looked at Fanny. “You want me to treat Thomas’ condition? Sure.”
Seeing her relent so easily, Fanny smiled and said, “I knew Ms. Smith is a smart person. I’m sure you
won’t want to make things difficult for Mr. Hunt either. In that case, when can you treat Mr. Livingstone’s
illness?”
Nora replied casually, “Oh, I’m not sure about that because you’ll have to get an appointment. You can
contact my assistant and talk to her about it.”
After saying that, she stepped on the gas pedal right away. The car zoomed forward at once, puffing dust
into Fanny’s face!
Fanny: “…”
It was then that she realized that she had been tricked.
If she went to her assistant to get an appointment, god knows how long they would have to wait!
Everyone knew how good Anti’s medical skills were, so they all went to her for medical consultations.
However, Anti only accepted two patients a month, so there was a huge line at Lily’s at the moment.
Thomas really did want to have his condition treated. However, Mrs. Hunt had already gotten people to
ask around-if they were to really join the queue, they would have to wait for at least ten years!
By then, Thomas would be nearly forty. What was the point of having his illness treated then?
Fanny stamped her foot angrily.
When she returned to the villa, Mrs. Hunt was sighing. She said, “I owe her big this time. Sigh! Never
mind, if she performs well in the future, then I’ll just stop making things difficult for her!”
But as soon as she said that, she instead saw a troubled-looking Fanny.
Mrs. Hunt was stunned. “S-he didn’t agree to
it?”
Fanny nodded.
Mrs. Hunt smacked the sofa angrily, her expression instantly becoming awful. She clutched her chest, so
angry that she actually couldn’t breathe for a moment. Fanny hurriedly gave her a Zabe Corporation’s
Calming Pill. A short while after she took it, she finally felt like she could breathe again. She said, “How
dare she refuse! This is so maddening!”
Mrs. Hunt took a deep breath. “How dare she disrespect me again and again. It seems that I really have
to teach her a lesson!”
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Nora was completely unaware that she had infuriated Mrs. Hunt. She had already arrived at the hospital
by then.
Lily was waiting for her at the door.
Nora asked, “When did he recover?”
Lily lowered her voice and said, “Actually, he was already showing signs of it two days ago. He had
stopped making a din or kicking up a fuss, so I think he had likely already recovered at that time. He
looked more like he was observing his surroundings at that time, and seemed to be full of hostility. It was
only today that he finally said that he wanted to see you.”
Nora nodded and entered the ward with Lily.
Old Maddy was seated on the bed. The burns on his face made him look extraordinarily scary. His entire
face was flat with two holes in the area where his eyes were supposed to be. There were also two holes
at his nose, and his outer lips were gone. He was completely disfigured.
Previously, when he was crazy, he had looked a little more pleasing to the eye. But now that he was no
longer crazy and had calmed down, he actually felt scarier.
If a child stumbled into the room and saw him, they would probably burst into tears out of fright.
After Nora entered the room, Old Maddy stared at her hard with his beady eyes. A long while later, he
sighed and said, “You two really look alike! Too alike! You practically look just like Yvette.”
Nora didn’t care about that. She immediately voiced her biggest concern at the moment. “Last time, you
said that I needed to have children. In that case, did I give birth to twins or triplets?”
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