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Chapter 151
Maggie tightened her grip on the phone. “I understand. I’ll come back right away.”
She hung up the phone and said to Harry, “Sorry, something’s come up on my end. We’ll have to postpone dinner until next time.”
Harry looked at her expression and tone, then guessed, “Is something wrong with Isabella?”
Maggie nodded. “Yes.”
Is it serious?”
Franklin hadn’t given the details, and Maggie didn’t know either. “It should be stable now.”
“Good.”
Harry was relieved and didn’t press the issue.
Maggie bid farewell to Johnny and left the office.
Upon arriving at the villa and entering Isabella’s room, Franklin was sitting at the desk, busy with work.
He looked up when he saw her. “You’re back?”
Maggie nodded silently and placed her bag down. She went to the bed to check on Isabella.
Isabella was still receiving an IV drip. She had probably dozed off from exhaustion, her little brows furrowed as she slept.
Maggie didn’t wake her up but turned to Franklin and asked, “How is she?”
“When I came back, she was still in pain, but now it’s much better.”
“…Okay.”
Maggie sat on the nearby sofa, took out a book, and began to read, intending to pass the time while waiting for Isabella to wake up.
But Franklin glanced over at her and asked, “Have you eaten?”
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Franklin was about to say something when Isabella woke up.
Seeing Maggie, her voice brightened with surprise. “Mom? You’re back?”
“Mm.” Maggie closed the book she had just opened and went to sit on the edge of the bed. Before she could speak, Isabella climbed up and hugged her neck. “Mom, you’re finally back.”
Feeling her soft little body in her arms, Maggie paused for a moment before gently hugging her back, carefully watching her hand near the IV insertion.
Isabella had received the IV drip for over half an hour and now felt much better. Her stomach also growled from hunger. “Mom, I’m hungry.”
Franklin sat nearby and asked, “Should we have someone bring food upstairs for you?”
Isabella, nestled in Maggie’s arms, peeked her head out. “No, I want to eat the food Mommy makes.”
Maggie smiled and said, “Eat something for now. I’ll cook for you next time.”
It was already too late to make food now.
“…Okay.” Isabella reluctantly agreed, then continued with her request,
“Mom, will you eat with me?”
“Okay.”
Seeing Maggie, Isabella visibly cheered up.
The IV drip was almost done, so Franklin removed the needle. Isabella then asked Maggie to carry her
downstairs for dinner.
Maggie picked her up and noticed that Isabella had gained some weight and seemed a bit taller.
Had she changed that much in just about twenty days?
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