That Night My Boss Left Me With Our Three Babies

With the treatment concluded, Abigail returned from her outing, having been notified by the butler about their grandfather’s ongoing treatment. She swiftly ascended the stairs, making a beeline for Old Whitaker’s room.

“Grandfather, how are you feeling?” Abigail asked anxiously as soon as she entered the room.

Old Whitaker nodded, his response accompanied by a slight smile. “Much better.”NôvelDrama.Org owns all © content.

Having lived for so long, he had some understanding of traditional medicine and had seen countless renowned doctors.

However, Dr. Prescott had genuinely surprised him.

Every time he received acupuncture, he could clearly feel the improvement in his body.

Such ability was not something even the most skilled traditional medicine experts could necessarily achieve.

Abigail approached to confirm, a smile gracing her face as she nodded. “That’s wonderful.”

Then she turned her attention to Emma and suggested, “Emma, are you here to visit Grandfather as well? It’s getting late, why not stay for dinner?”

Emma naturally accepted the invitation, smiling at Old Whitaker as she responded, “Old Whitaker, I’ll gladly stay and keep you company.”

Old Whitaker’s smile widened as he nodded in agreement.

Observing Abigail’s return, Olivia hastened to pack her belongings, not wishing to become too involved with their family affairs.

However, Old Whitaker directed a smile toward her and proposed, “Dr. Prescott, why don’t you stay as well? It would be a wonderful opportunity for me to express my gratitude towards you.”

Upon hearing this, Olivia’s movements paused briefly. She was thinking about how to refuse but Old Whitaker’s voice sounded again, “Call Victor too. Let’s all gather together and have a lively dinner. We can celebrate my recovery. It’s been a long time since I had such a lively gathering.”

Upon hearing Old Whitaker’s words, Isaac naturally hurriedly agreed and went out to make a phone call to Victor.

On the other hand, Olivia felt a tightening in her heart. She swiftly packed her belongings into the medical kit and promptly rose to bid her farewell. “Since it’s a family banquet, it wouldn’t be appropriate for me to stay. If you really wants to thank me, we can do it another time.”

Although she had met Victor many times after returning to her home country and knew about his relationship with Emma, she simply didn’t want to see them both together in front of her.

Just the thought of them sitting together made Olivia feel uneasy.

Therefore, Olivia’s departure seemed hasty.

Seeing her obvious reluctance to stay, Abigail had a guess in her mind and hypocritically curved her lips. “Dr. Prescott, you’re Grandfather’s savior. It’s too formal to say it is a family banquet. Besides, it’s Grandfather’s good intention. If you have no other commitments later, why not join us for dinner and spend some time together?”

Olivia furrowed her brows, sensing Abigail’s ill intentions.

Isaac returned after making the phone call and happened to hear Abigail’s words. He thought his sister was sincerely inviting their guest and chimed in, “Victor will be joining us later. You’ve met him before, and he’s genuinely concerned about Grandfather’s recovery. If you stay, you can provide him with updates when he inquires.”

Hearing Isaac’s remark, Olivia found herself momentarily speechless, unable to find a suitable rebuttal. She reluctantly nodded in agreement.

Seeing that Olivia actually dared to stay, Abigail approached and intimately linked her arm with Emma’s, casting a mocking look at Olivia.

She had a plan to deliberately expose Olivia to Victor’s presence with another woman, curious to observe Olivia’s reaction in such a situation.

Abigail eagerly anticipated the outcome, eagerly awaiting the unfolding events.