"You really are Mommy’s good babies."
Charlotte felt touched by her children’s concern.
"Mommy knows you’re worried about Grace, but you have to go to kindergarten tomorrow, so you need to go back and rest early."
Charlotte adjusted her position and spoke to the children seriously, "How about this, after you get out of school tomorrow, co to help Mommy take care of Grace, okay?"
"Okay, we’ll listen to Mommy," Cyrus, as the eldest brother, spoke first, and the other children naturally agreed.
"Such good children," Charlotte stood up and turned to look at Justin Battleson.
Only if Justin Battleson took the children back would Charlotte feel at ease.
"Mommy, don’t worry, I will take good care of my brothers and sisters."
Cyrus clenched his fist and said in front of Charlotte.
Although Cyrus was still just a child, he clearly understood that Charlotte was already very worried about Grace’s situation.
As the oldest among the children, he definitely couldn’t let his siblings cause Charlotte any more trouble.
"Cyrus, you’re amazing. Thank you for your hard work," Charlotte nodded; she was never stingy with her praise for the children.
"It’s not hard," Cyrus quickly shook his head.
Compared to Dad and Mommy, what would a child like him find hard?
"I’ll be back soon," Justin said softly, standing beside Charlotte.
He could hardly bear to see Charlotte so weary and worried.
But Charlotte shook her head, "There’s nothing to worry about here, Vincent is with ; take care of the children."
However, Charlotte did not notice the flash in Justin’s eyes when she ntioned Vincent.
Justin opened his mouth to say sothing more, but Charlotte already pushed his arm, "Hurry and take the children back, otherwise Grandma will worry even more."
Seeing this, Justin no longer found it appropriate to say anything else, and prepared to leave with the children.
And as they were about to leave, the children began to admonish Grace.
"Grace, you can’t be picky with food anymore, understand?" Hank was the first to speak up.
"Grace, you have to take care of yourself. We’ll co to see you tomorrow," Chad also wished her well.
"Grace, get well soon!"
Olivia waved at Grace, who could not respond, so she just nodded, and that made Olivia very happy.
Just as Justin and the children were leaving the room, the smile on Charlotte’s face suddenly fell.
"Mommy..."
Behind her, Grace’s tiny voice like that of a kitten ca through, pulling the stunned Charlotte back to reality.
"What’s wrong, baby?" Charlotte imdiately turned and went to Grace’s side.
Grace was clutching her blanket, her large eyes blinking as if she was hesitating about sothing, but in the end, she decided to voice her question.
"Mommy, is my illness very serious?"
Charlotte’s figure swayed, but she quickly composed herself and sat down beside the bed.
"How could that be? Grace’s illness will be cured very soon," Charlotte said.
"But..."
Grace raised her eyes to look at Charlotte, but after a long pause, she ended up not articulating anything else.
The truth was that she had woken up once after being rushed into the ergency room, which was exactly when Vincent ca in.
Although her thoughts were sowhat muddled, she did overhear so of their conversation.
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