The President’s Five Children

In the hospital, Rupert examined chocolates and chocolate wrappers brought by Sebastian but found nothing unusual.

“Any result?” Sebastian asked in a deep voice and came over with a food box.

“Just common chocolate. Nothing strange,” Rupert replied and then beamed at the sight of the food box. “Sebastian, you are so considerate. You even buy the food from the popular restaurant on the south side of the city. Every time I go to that restaurant, I have to wait in line.”

He reached to get the box and failed, even falling down.This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

“It is not for you,” Sebastian answered nonchalantly.

Annoyed, Rupert shouted, “You are clearly bullying me and taking advantage of me. I have been examining the chocolate for more than ten hours without eating or drinking.”

Even an ordinary worker needed a rest.

“Eric will bring you some food later,” Sebastian added.

Overjoyed, Rupert grinned from ear to ear. “You still care about me.”

“Examine the stuff after you finish your food. Figure out the root cause as soon as possible,” Sebastian urged.

“Don’t worry. I focus on the matter and even refuse more than a dozen surgeries.” Rupert showed his determination.

Not only would he be able to help Sebastian, but he would also be able to gain medical benefits from curing Erika.

Seeing through Rupert’s intention, Sebastian didn’t disclose him directly.

Rupert waited here for the food brought by Eric. After five minutes, Eric panted and rushed over with the so-called food.

But disappointingly, the food in the box was ordinary noodles. Rupert, speechlessly, roared, “Sebastian, how dare you give me just a bowl of noodles.”

Without any delicious food, Rupert was forced to have the clumped noodles and he got mad.

Sebastian walked into the VIP ward with the food box. In the large ward, Bonnie looked after her daughter surrounded by medical equipment that indicates Erika’s current condition. He observed Bonnie beside the bed. The silk dress she had worn when she left the house in the morning was wrinkled with sweat after she was busy in the hospital all day alone.

Noticing her haggard face and blank round eyes, Sebastian felt heartbroken.

He slowly walked toward her and stared at her face tinged with fatigue, saying in a low voice, “Eating some food first.” She stayed motionlessly and kept gazing at her daughter. “No, I have no appetite.”

“Quickly,” he frowned and urged.

Ashen-faced, she was enveloped with sorrow and refuse. “I have no appetite.”

Feeling her reluctance, he opened the box and held Takoyaki to her mouth. “Open your mouth.”

“Oh.” She paused and looked at him in disbelief.

He looked nonchalant and repeated, “Open your mouth.”