That Night My Boss Left Me With Our Three Babies

Observing Olivia and the others standing together, Charlotte felt a wave of nostalgia for the bygone days. In order to give them some alone time, she exchanged a few words and discreetly departed, leaving only the three of them in the living room.Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.

Victor’s gaze penetrated deeply as he looked at the duo before him.

Victor looked at the two people in front of him, his gaze deep.

Sensing his intense gaze, Olivia moved aside, holding Sophia’s hand as they moved towards the edge of the sofa, preparing to let the little girl down from her embrace.

Sophia noticed her intention and resisted, her big eyes filled with reluctance, and her small hand tightly grasped Olivia’s shoulder.

Witnessing the situation, Olivia compassionately settled down on the sofa, cradling Sophia in her arms. She spoke softly, offering comfort, “Be a good girl, Sophia. You’re not feeling well, you need to rest. Would you like me to help you fall asleep?”

Sophia buried her head in Olivia’s neck and silently shook her head.

Furrowing her brow, Olivia inquired, “Don’t you want to sleep?”

Sophia in her arms nodded and turned around, reaching out towards a small notebook on the table.

Olivia leaned forward, retrieved the notebook, and handed it to Sophia, observing as the little girl began to write on its pages.

“After I fall asleep, you’ll leave, and I don’t want you to go.”

Sophia completed each stroke of her writing and pursed her lips, clearly showing her reluctance.

Surprised by the words written in the notebook, Olivia’s eyes flickered with astonishment. Could Sophia be so reliant on her?

Observing what the little girl had written, Victor’s gaze shifted towards Olivia before he spoke in a deep voice, “Miss Prescott is going back home, be a good girl and go to sleep.”

Upon hearing her father’s words, Sophia pouted and turned to Olivia for confirmation.

Olivia nodded.

There were two little boys waiting for her at home. Although Emily was taking care of them, she still couldn’t help but worry.

Moreover, she didn’t know how she should feel spending the night in this house where she had lived for several years.

Seeing her agreement, Sophia lowered her gaze sadly, her small hand continuously intertwining with the hem of Olivia’s clothes, almost turning it into a mess.

Witnessing the little girl’s sorrowful expression, Olivia found herself unable to bear it any longer.

After a while, Sophia finally released her grip on Olivia’s clothes.

Olivia thought the little girl had agreed to go to sleep obediently, but she saw her pick up the notebook again.

“Let Daddy bring the little boys over, you don’t leave.”

After finishing writing, Sophia turned around and pitifully hugged Olivia’s neck without letting go.

The little girl’s warm body made Olivia unable to refuse.

After a brief moment, Olivia let out an inward sigh and made a compromise, “Fine, I won’t leave. You can go to sleep peacefully.” She reassured Sophia, deciding to stay by her side.

Upon hearing Olivia’s words, the little girl finally lifted her head, her eyes still filled with doubt, moist with unshed tears.

Olivia gently stroked the little girl’s head and said, “I am here with you. Sleep tight.”

Only then did Sophia snuggle back into her arms and fall asleep, holding onto her clothes tightly, afraid that she might secretly leave.

Olivia looked at the little girl in her arms, her heart brimming with an overwhelming tenderness.

Seeing the two on the sofa, Victor’s gaze darkened slightly. He walked over and sat on the sofa beside Olivia, instructing the butler to pour them two cups of tea. Then, he took out his phone and started working remotely.

His earlier statement about having to work overtime was not a fabrication. In truth, he had been genuinely occupied and overwhelmed during this period.

For a while, the living room fell into silence.

Listening to the peaceful breathing of the little girl in her arms, Olivia quietly asked the butler to bring a small blanket and tightly wrapped the little girl.

As if feeling the heat in her sleep, the little girl turned over in Olivia’s arms.

With tender care, Olivia gently wiped away the beads of sweat from Sophia’s forehead, her own eyes shimmering with a comforting warmth.