Chapter 624

‘Don’t hate me!’ ‘Nolan!”

A voice dragged him from this muddy subconscious back to reality. He slowly saw the person in front of
him. It wasn’t the Zee that was filled with hatred, but the Zee who loved him and was worried about him.

Maisie put her hands on his cold face and leaned on him. “Are you alright, Nolan? You’re scaring me.”

Nolan pulled her into his arms. His fingers that held her shoulders tightened, feeling her warmth, the
warmth that really existed, and the coldness in his heart slowly faded away

Quincy drove to the Goldmann mansion while Nolan lay on Maisie’s shoulder all the way.

Maisie turned to look at the man leaning on her.

Quincy had told her that he seemed to have been startled after the psychologist gave him some
psychological suggestions.

Something that his subconscious mind rejected, avoided, something about the incident…

Was he rejecting the part about their child?

Maisie had talked about it in Stoslo, but she didn’t notice anything from Nolan’s expression other than the
shock. Was he just hiding it from her? Could he really be able to accept it if she told him now, under his
current condition?

After the session, Nolan had a fever. Maisie gave him some medication and sat by his bed, wiping the
sweat aff his face with a hot towel.

He didn’t sleep well and kept muttering her name.



Maisie held onto his burning hand and comforted him, “I’m here, it’s alright, go back to sleep.”

Maybe because he heard her voice, his breathing slowed. The two children pushed the door open in
their jammies. “Mommy, is Daddy sick again?”

Colton said, “Daddy is so weak now.”

Maisie patted their heads and said, “Your dad is just a man. It’s just a fever. He’ll be fine after taking
meds and sleeping, just like you.”





Colton pursed his lips. “That’s being weak too. Daisie and I have never fallen sick, but Daddy keeps
falling sick.”

Maisie laughed. “Your dad is a delicate flower now. He needs our love and care-”

Something grabbed onto her wrist.

Maisie and the two children were surprised.

Nolan was holding onto Maisie’s wrist. He wasn’t asleep and had heard everything. He frowned and said
in a low voice, “I’m not a delicate flower.”

Daisie approached him with a doll in one arm. She pushed the doll into his arms. “Daddy, if you’re feeling
horrible, you’ll feel better when you hold her.’

He took it. He didn’t open his eyes but smiled and answered when he heard his daughter’s soft voice”
Alright, thank you, Daisie.”



The nanny brought them both out, and when Maisie was getting up, Nolan pulled her into his arms,
pushing the doll Daisie gave him aside.

The doll was nowhere as nice as his wife.

Maisie was startled but immediately pretended to be angry. “Nolan, you shouldn’t be moving around
when you’re sick.”

“You’ve got me wrong.” He hugged her tight. His temperature was high from the fever, so Maisie felt like
she was melting when he hugged her, but she didn’t move around. She ran her finger over his eyebrows,
What did I get wrong about you?”

His breath was burning when he slightly opened his eyes and said in a sad tone, “I just wanted to hug
you, but you think I’m trying to do something.”

Maybe because he was sick, he suddenly started’ behaving’.

Maisie couldn’t help but smile while she pressed her cheek on his heaving chest. “Sleep Nolan, I’ll be
here

with you.”


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