That Night My Boss Left Me With Our Three Babies

The three children glanced at each other with concern before hastily leaving their LEGO bricks behind and rushing into the kitchen.

“Mommy, what’s wrong?” Sebastian and Ethan turned their worried faces towards their mother, seeking answers.Exclusive content from NôvelDrama.Org.

Olivia belatedly snapped out of her daze, feeling even more unsettled upon seeing her two little boys standing before her. She lowered her gaze, struggling to keep her emotions in check, and managed a smile as she shook her head at them. “It’s nothing, my loves. Mommy just had a little accident and broke a dish. Don’t come in, there’s broken glass on the floor.”

She began to clean up the mess on the floor, but her mind was in turmoil, causing her to lose focus even while picking up the glass shards.

Victor stood behind the children, observing Olivia crouched on the ground. His gaze grew slightly distant, sensing that something troubled her.

Olivia kept her head down, vaguely sensing Victor’s gaze upon her, which only furthered her unease and confusion.

In a moment of carelessness, she accidentally grasped a sharp edge of a broken piece, causing a sharp pain to shoot through her fingertips.

Olivia suddenly snapped back to her senses, instinctively taking a sharp breath.

“Mommy!”

The three kids watched as drops of blood oozed from Olivia’s fingertip, and they anxiously called out.

Just as Sebastian and Ethan were about to enter, a tall figure passed by their side.

Moments later, they saw their father with a stern expression squatting beside their mother, his large hand firmly holding her fair wrist.

Upon seeing this, the two little boys involuntarily stopped in their tracks.

“What are you thinking?!” Victor’s voice sounded somewhat displeased.

Olivia looked at her own hand, still held by that large hand, feeling somewhat at a loss.

The next second, her waist was encircled, and she was half-embraced, standing up with him.

By the time she realized it, they were already standing by the sink.

With a stern face, Victor turned on the faucet and held her injured finger under the running water.

“You three wait outside, don’t come in,” Victor instructed the three kids at the door.

Although the little boys were worried about Olivia, seeing their father taking care of her, they nodded in agreement.

Only then did Victor turn around and see that the bloodstain on the woman’s hand had been washed away. He retrieved a clean handkerchief from his pocket and wrapped it around her injured finger to stop the bleeding.

“Thank you,” Olivia regained her senses and looked down, attempting to free her hand from his grasp. “I can take care of the rest myself.”

Victor furrowed his brow slightly and tightened his grip.

Olivia tried to pull her hand away, but it wouldn’t budge, making her feel annoyed.

This man had already fathered a child with another woman, and even Sophia was watching from the side.

She didn’t want to have such an intimate proximity with him.

Moreover, he harbored nothing but hatred towards her, so why bother showing concern?

With these thoughts in mind, Olivia frowned and looked at the person in front of her, her eyes filled with resistance.

But Victor seemingly didn’t notice her resistance and spoke in a deep voice, “Let me help you apply the medicine.”

With that, he intended to lead her out while still holding her hand.

Olivia gritted her teeth. “There’s no need to trouble you. It’s getting late. You should take Sophia home. I can handle the rest myself.”

As her words fell, Victor’s footsteps paused.

Olivia faintly sensed a wave of displeasure emanating from him, but it disappeared in the next second.

“You injured your right hand. How can you apply the medicine yourself?” Victor suppressed the dark emotions in his heart and pulled her along without looking back.

The three children watched them, their expressions filled with concern.

Faced with their caring gazes, Olivia ultimately didn’t struggle anymore, feeling somewhat helpless.

Victor’s dominance was simply overwhelming.