A few people were in the hallway outside the door.
Sammy and Harvey asked her anxiously, âMommy, is Penny okay?â
Neera nodded. âYeah. Sheâs just tired from crying. Let her sleep.â
After she finished speaking, she took hold of Sammyâs hand again, examining his wrist. Seeing that the handprint on his skin had faded, she gently rubbed it.
âDoes it hurt?â she asked.
Sammy shook his head, blinking. âNo, it doesnât hurt. Mommy, donât worry. Iâm not injured.â
After Neera confirmed it, she sighed in relief.
At that moment, Harvey, who had been silent by the side, suddenly lowered his head and said in a muffled voice, âItâs all my fault. I failed to protect Sammy and Penny, letting them get hurt. Iâm not fit to be their older brother at all.â
Seeing him speak so abruptly, Neera was slightly taken aback and subsequently felt even more heartbroken.
She had been so anxious earlier, only managing to attend to the two little ones who were hurt. She didnât even have time to care for Harvey.
She didnât expect him to think this way.
She quickly pulled him over, caressing his small face, looking intently into his eyes.
âHarvey, you canât think like this, understand? In my heart, you are the best big brother. You are well-
behaved and sensible, and you have the spirit of a man. You are the best big brother, the most responsible one. When Iâm not around, itâs because you are there to look after your younger siblings that I can be so reassured. So, this is not your fault. Youâve already done well enough. You canât think like this.â
Harvey, who was always calm and reserved, unexpectedly felt his eyes welling up with tears.
He stared intently at his mother, asking with a hint of uncertainty, âReally? Mommy, do you really not think Iâm useless? Iâ¦â
Neera felt as though her heart was on the verge of breaking when she saw the self-reproach in his eyes.
She took a breath and shook her head with a smile.
âYouâre not useless. Youâre my son, my precious son. No matter what happens, I will never have such thoughts about you. All I do is worry about you, about whether you might get hurt. Harvey, remember this, no matter what you encounter in the future, you must always protect yourself, understand?â
After hesitating for a moment, Harvey nodded, then said, âWhatâs more important is to protect Penny and Sammy.â
At that moment, Sammy came over, tugging at Harveyâs sleeve, his face full of admiration.
âHarvey, how can you possibly be useless? Just now, that bad person was about to hit Penny. It was you who stopped her, shielding Penny behind you. Penny didnât get hurt again because of you. I didnât even have time to react, but you had already rushed up. Moreover, you didnât leave even for a moment.
You protected Penny very well. In my heart, you are the brother I respect and love the most. I believe Penny feels the same way. I can see it when Penny hides behind you. She relies on you so much. She truly believes that you will protect her. Harvey, you are the most competent. No one can say otherwise, not even you!â
Harvey drew a deep breath, and the burden of self-blame began to lighten slightly.
As if infused with boundless strength and confidence, he nodded firmly, his expression serious and earnest.
âI know, Sammy. You were great too. Just now, when they were speaking ill of Penny and Mommy, you stepped up to defend them like a little man. But from now on, leave these matters to me. I will protect you!â
Scratching the back of his head, Sammy broke into a grin, seemingly a bit embarrassed.
âI just couldnât stand them talking about Penny and Mommy like that. In the heat of the moment, I rushed over. I know itâs wrong to hit people, but⦠but I just couldnât control myself.â
Watching the two brothers encourage and acknowledge each other, Neera felt a warm feeling in her heart.
Even Jean, too, broke into a smile.
At this moment, Wrenn stepped forward, her face filled with shame..
âIâm to blame for this. I didnât anticipate things would turn out this way. I only heard they were Neeraâs adoptive parents, so I let them stay for a night. I didnât expect it would cause such a huge mess. Itâs my fault. I didnât think it throughâ¦â
As she spoke, her gaze kept darting toward Neera, who wore a placid expression. This only made her feel more uncertain.
She was filled with apprehension, worried that this incident might once again thrust the relationship between them, which had just started to mend, back into a deadlock.
Neera didnât say much. She stood up and handed the bank card back to her.
4 B âIf they dare to show up again in the future, donât hesitate to call the police. Accuse them of attempting to defraud you and donât give them any money.â
Wrenn hesitated for a moment but still took it.
She was still gathering her words, wanting to say something, but Neera preempted her, asking, âWhereâs Mr. Frederic?â
Wrenn replied, âHeâs in the room. We went out today, but due to the stifling atmosphere at the venue and his discomfort, we decided to return. Then those two shameless people upset him, and his heart started beating a bit fast, so I had him go back to the room to lie down.â
Neera nodded slightly and said, âIâll go take a look.â
As soon as she left, the two little ones followed behind her.
10:43 Fri, 8 Dec R 36%D In the bedroom, Frederic was lying on the bed, his eyebrows knitted together, eyes closed, still looking rather unwell.
Upon hearing the noise, he opened his eyes slightly. He had thought it would be Wrenn or the butler, but unexpectedly, he saw Neera and Jean.
Eyes wide open, he attempted to sit up.
However, Wrenn stepped forward, pressing him down, not allowing him to get up.
âGet back down. Youâre still not feeling well. Donât move around unnecessarily.â
Left with no choice, he had to comply, his eyes filled with concern as he looked at the two of them.
âWhy did you two suddenly come back?â
Before Jean and Neera could respond, Mr. Jenkins stepped forward from behind them. With his head slightly lowered and a face full of shame, he took the initiative to confess.
âMr. Frederic, it was I who called Mr. Jean, asking if he had time to come back. I felt that the couple were not good people, so I informed Mr. Jean. If you want to blame someone, blame me. Moreover, if I had been more vigilant, they wouldnât have found a chance to sneak into the room and steal things.â
Ever since the incident, he had been plagued by constant unease and overwhelming guilt, feeling as if it was all his fault.
Frederic didnât have any intention of blaming him. He simply shook his head lightly.
âItâs not your fault. You spoke to Jean out of concern. Letâs just leave it at that.â
At this moment, Neera walked over to take Fredericâs pulse.
After asking a few more questions to understand his condition, she said, âThereâs nothing severe. Itâs just that the recovery phase is still in progress, and the body is relatively frail. Regaining strength is a long-term process, not something that can be achieved overnight. More rest and nutritional supplements will be needed in the future.â
As she spoke, she looked up at Wrenn. âIs he still taking the medicine I prescribed before I left last time?â
Wrenn quickly nodded. âHe is. Heâs been taking the medicine you gave him.â
Neera nodded and said, âI will prescribe a new medicine shortly. Mr. Fredericâs health condition has changed, and the previous medicine is not very effective anymore. We need to switch to a new one.â
Wrenn wholeheartedly trusted her now. No matter what she said, she would agree without a shred of doubt.
âAll right. Once youâve written the prescription, Iâll immediately send someone to get the medicine.â
Afterward, Neera told Frederic to rest well before she left.
Jean didnât immediately follow. Instead, he stayed in the room, chatting with Frederic for a while.
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