My Babies, My Love

Chapter 91

Patricia felt his warmth. During such a cold night, having such a warm and firm embrace could

really warm her heart. She did not refuse and simply let him hold her and her daughter while they

walked out of the ward.

It looked like they were a family.

The driver had received a message before they went downstairs, so the car was already parked at

the exit of the hospital, waiting for them. Soon, he got out of the car and opened the door for them.

Isaac entered with the child in his arms, while Patricia stepped around the other side and said to

the driver, “Thank you for your hard work, Bob.”

It was a few degrees below zero outside, yet he waited here for so long.

The driver smiled. “You’re welcome, Miss Aniston. I’m President Isaac’s driver, and it’s my duty to

wait.”

Patricia smiled back, then bent down and got into the car.

As Isaac was holding Sylvie in his arms, the girl slept much more peacefully. This scene made

Patricia think of her daughter and the girl’s father together.

She thought secretly in her heart that she must find the ring and the man.

No matter how much she hated the fact that the child was his, it would be good for them to see

each other from time to time.

It was the first time that Isaac held a child like this. Looking at her cute little face, he suddenly Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.

understood Patricia. He understood why the woman was afraid of losing Sylvie, so when she

heard that Sylvie was sick, she panicked and didn’t know what she was doing.

When they got home at 3.00AM, Isaac put Sylvie on Patricia’s bed. Patricia had to sleep with her

daughter tonight and keep an eye on the situation.

Patricia saw him put Sylvie down before raising his hand to press it against his forehead tiredly.

She glanced at the time. It was already 3.05AM and very late.

Thus, she grabbed his hand and said, “President Isaac, why don’t you stay over tonight? I’ll set up

a bed on the floor here.”

After she finished speaking, she felt that she was courting death. Would President Isaac sleep on

the floor?

“Sylvie and I will sleep on the floor while you sleep on the bed.”

Next, she opened the closet and took out the quilt.

Looking at her slender back that appeared tired, Isaac realized what it meant to have a child. No

wonder Patricia was so thin. Clearly, it was hard for her to gain weight if she had to suffer so much!

After Patricia made the bed on the floor, she was ready to carry Sylvie off the bed.

However, Isaac hugged her waist from behind and buried his head in her neck. After smelling her

deeply, he thought that her faint, sweet scent was very nice.

However, Patricia felt a little uncomfortable due to the itch in her neck. It was really abnormal for

the two of them to be so intimate, after all.

Isaac wanted to ask her to sleep with him on the floor. He really wanted to hold her to sleep,

especially when he was so tired.

However, the woman’s body was stiff, and she was obviously rejecting him.

Hence, he could only dismiss the thought despite the faint smile in his voice.

“You and Sylvie should sleep on the bed while I sleep on the floor. The child is sick, so don’t bother

her.”

When Patricia heard this, she replied, “Okay, go and wash up. The toothbrush you used before is

still there.”

After saying this, she felt something was wrong.

Why did she feel that he would often come here to stay as if they were a couple?

She shook her head. “Isaac, go wash up. It’s getting late.”

If he kept holding her like this, it would make her uncomfortable.

Isaac even wanted to kiss her while holding her like this. Her lips were like magic, attracting him

and making him want to do more to her. She wanted to back away, but he was reluctant to let her

go. After a moment, he turned her around, looked at her deeply, then moved his lips closer to hers.

Patricia’s eyes widened as she watched his lips coming closer. She actually felt that her mouth had

gone dry, and it was a little uncomfortable.