"Good morning, Miss Wigston!"
Naya strolled over with a broad smile on her face. The two attendants behind her were carrying medical bags.
"Good morning!" Carla immediately understood. Naya was the doctor Benard had sent to treat her waist.
"I'm going to treat your waist tonight, so I brought Mrs. Borah along to see the children. She needs to return to the hospital for treatment later, " Naya explained, grinning.
"It's just a small injury. There's no need for me to be hospitalized. I'm more comfortable at home. I'm happy just looking at Miss and the children, " said Mrs. Borah hurriedly.
"No, Mrs. Borah. You have to stay in the hospital and go through the treatment. It'll set a good example for the children." Carla's expression was extremely stern.
"Miss…"
"Mrs. Borah, we can go to the hospital all the time to visit you. Make sure you get better."
Randy encouraged Mrs. Borah.
"Is Mrs. Borah sick?" Venus finally understood as she anxiously held Mrs. Borah's face. "If you're sick, you have to stay in the hospital, Mrs. Borah. When I was sick, you told me the same too."
"Fine, fine!" Mrs. Borah smiled and nodded. "I'll listen!"
"As you should…" Carla smiled in relief. "Since you took a half-day off today, you can spend time with the children."
"Right, right, right. Have you eaten breakfast? I'll go and prepare it for you right now."
Mrs. Borah was a workaholic. She immediately rolled up her sleeves and bustled into the kitchen.
"Hey!" Carla shouted after her. "You're a patient. You should be resting."
"Yes. We're taking over the kitchen. You can keep the children company for the time being."
The three female attendants beamed.
"But…" Mrs. Borah eyed them before shooting Carla a doubtful look.
"It's just…" Carla gulped. "The person who arranged for the three children."
"We were sent by Mr. Giblo, " Dr. Howard quickly explained.
Mrs. Borah furrowed her brow but remained silent.
"Don't forget about me, Mommy and Mrs. Borah."
Josh's anxious voice screeched from inside the room.
"Hahaha, I almost forgot that Josh is in the room. Let's go be with him, " Carla urged Mrs. Borah.
"Okay, okay, okay!" Mrs. Borah's spirits were lifted just looking at the children.
The family temporarily gathered in the children's room. Carla returned to the bedroom. Naya inspected then administered some medicine on her injury.
"Thank you, Dr. Goman. How is Mrs. Borah?" Carla whispered.
"She hasn't been eating or sleeping well these past two days. She's also uncooperative during treatment." Naya smiled wryly. "Her mood might improve after she spends some time with you and the children. However, she harbors a deep grudge against Mr. Giblo. You might need to give her some work to do."
"Understood. Thank you!" Carla nodded.
"What about you? Have you resolved the misunderstanding between you and Mr. Giblo?" Naya asked.
Carla frowned but did not speak. Resolved? Zayn used the children to threaten me and threw me into the depths of despair. How can something like that be resolved?
All the secret going-ons terrifies me.
I'm not brave enough to provoke or go against him anymore.
Otherwise, all the untruths might really come to pass.
I can't afford to lose!
Naya sighed and said sincerely, "I don't know how such a serious misunderstanding formed between you and Mr. Giblo. He's actually…"
Dong! Dong! Dong!
Before Naya could finish speaking, someone rang the doorbell.
Mrs. Borah pushed the door open and said, "How is the injury on your waist, Miss?"
"Much better. Have a seat, Mrs. Borah, " said Carla hurriedly.
"We'll take our leave now." Naya led the attendants out.
Mrs. Borah closed the door and anxiously asked, "Was it the bad guy who caused your injury?"
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