That Night My Boss Left Me With Our Three Babies

Olivia was indeed quite tired. Normally, she had light sleep, but tonight she slept especially soundly, to the point where she was carried upstairs to the guest room without even realizing it.

Victor walked to the side of the bed and gently placed Olivia on it. He adjusted her head to a comfortable position before slowly standing up.

Charlotte trailed behind them, quietly observing Victor’s attentive care for Olivia. A smile of joy filled her eyes as she placed Sophia next to Olivia and covered them both with a blanket. Then, she stepped back.

Noticing Mr. Leer’s unwavering gaze fixed upon Mrs. Leer’s face, Charlotte couldn’t help but voice her concern, “Sir, why don’t you rest for a while? I’ll stay here and watch over them. Don’t you have work tomorrow?”

Upon hearing this, Victor furrowed his brows and shook his head. “No need, I’m not tired. Sophia is sick, and I’m worried. You go and rest.”

Charlotte’s eyes twinkled with a playful undertone, hinting at a touch of teasing in her expression.

Even though Mr. Leer expressed concern for Miss Sophia, his eyes remained fixed on Mrs. Leer’s face.

Nevertheless, it was good for the three of them to stay together. Perhaps, they might even develop some affection.

With her thoughts lingering, Charlotte chose not to press the matter further and quietly departed from the room.

There was only a dim night light illuminating the room.

Victor, guided by its light, gazed at Olivia’s face.

Her face was still the same as six years ago, unchanged in any way. However, when those eyes opened, the person before him seemed completely different from the young woman of six years ago.

In fact, he found himself even more captivated by her gaze than six years ago.

He wondered how this woman had gone through these past six years.

After observing her for a while, he noticed Olivia suddenly furrowing her brows in her sleep.

Victor couldn’t help but furrow his own brows, wondering what she might be dreaming of that caused such unease.

In her drowsiness, Olivia felt as if she had returned to six years ago, facing Victor’s immaculate and handsome features. His face was filled with disgust.

Though he hadn’t uttered a word yet, Olivia felt as though she could guess what he was about to say. She desperately retreated, covering her ears, resisting the words he was about to speak.

But even so, his heartless voice echoed in her mind.

“I will never love you, even in death!”Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

For a moment, those words reverberated throughout the room.

Olivia felt suffocated, struggling in pain for a long time before suddenly awakening.

She looked around and saw only darkness, as if she was still trapped in a dream.

Witnessing this, Olivia couldn’t help but feel a heavy weight in her heart.

“What’s wrong? Did you have a nightmare?” Victor’s deep voice sounded near her ear.

His voice almost overlapped with the one in her dream.

Olivia’s heart tightened, instinctively raising her gaze to observe his expression.

Victor stood in the darkness, his facial expression blurred. Without waiting for her answer, he furrowed his brows and took a step forward.

However, Olivia was still immersed in her dream. Seeing him move, a trace of panic flashed across her face, and she instinctively moved back, clutching onto the bed for support.

Victor furrowed his brows and halted, standing in place. His voice became softer than before. “What did you dream about?”

With this step, he emerged from the darkness, and his concerned expression became clear in Olivia’s eyes.

Olivia found herself momentarily dazed, her gaze fixed on Victor with a blank expression for a few seconds, before gradually emerging from her dreamlike state. She lowered her gaze and regained her composure. Calmly, she said, “Nothing, just a nightmare.”

After speaking, she turned her head to look at the little girl sleeping beside her, reached out to check her temperature.

Compared to earlier in the night, Sophia was much better. After a good sleep, she should be fine.

Olivia withdrew her hand, got off the bed, adjusted her clothes, and softly said, “Sophia will be fine when she wakes up. Take care of her and make sure she doesn’t catch a cold. I should go back now.”

Having concluded her statement, she gracefully made her way towards the door, ready to depart.

Just as she took a couple of steps, her wrist was caught by a large hand.