When Yesseca was about to open the door, she saw Montez's face turn white.
She thought that Montez just didn't want to say goodbye.
Yesseca caressed his head. "Montez, go home and have a good rest. If you want, I'll come and visit you tomorrow."
Suddenly she stopped talking.
Montez had bent down. He held his belly with his hands and looked to be in a lot of pain.
Yesseca panicked.
Tremaine noticed that something was wrong.
He picked Montez up and asked, "Where does it hurt?"
There was a very obvious waver of anxiety in his usually calm voice.
Montez was sweating profusely on his forehead. "Daddy, my stomach hurts. My stomach hurts..."
They took Montez to the hospital.
The doctor explained that he had appendicitis, which was caused by eating unhygienic food.
His condition wasn't serious, but he needed to be on an intravenous drip.
Looking at Montez's pale face, Yesseca was pained with guilt.
She couldn't help murmuring to herself, "This is all my fault. I shouldn't have take him there."
If she hadn't taken him to that roadside stall, this wouldn't have happened.
After all, food from roadside stalls weren't as clean as food she had at home, and Montez's stomach and intestines were very sensitive.
"This wasn't your fault." A gentle voice spoke next to Yesseca's ear. "It's because he got greedy."
Yesseca looked up and met Tremaine's gaze.
His gaze matched the tone of his words, there was no blame in them.
Yesseca's heart felt warm all of a sudden.
She bit her lip and said, "Thank you, Mr. Quartley.”
Hearing her address him so formally caused his eyes to look down dejectedly. "It seems that you've forgotten what I told you."
Yesseca was confused.
What did he say to her?
She couldn't remember.
Yesseca didn't have time to overthink it because of her worry for Montez.
He was resting with an IV drip attached to his arm.
When he saw Yesseca walking over, the first thing he said was, "It's all my fault. Because I was so greedy, I've forced you to stay up late and accompany me to the hospital."
Yesseca was silent.
Her eyes turned red as tears flowed down her cheek.
This was all her fault, but Tremaine and Montez didn't blame her for it!
Both the father and son were so kind.
Yesseca couldn't help but say, "Silly Montez, it was my fault. I shouldn't have taken you to eat there."
"Why do you blame yourself, Yesseca?" Montez opened his eyes. "I should thank you for taking me to enjoy such delicious food. It's just that I've had too much to eat."
After that Montez looked at Tremaine and said, "No wonder Daddy stopped me from eating. My stomach hurts."
Yesseca's heart was moved and filled with warmth.
She didn't know what to say. She could only sit down and accompany him quietly.
Thankfully, Montez wasn't seriously injured. He was able to leave the hospital an hour later.
When they got in the car, Montez asked pitifully, "Yesseca, can you sleep with me tonight?"
"Okay." Yesseca agreed without hesitating.
Montez cheered, "Yeah, Yesseca's going to sleep with me, Yesseca's going to sleep with me."
Looking at Montez's happy face, Tremaine's lips twitched into a momentary smile before disappearing without a trace.
In a twinkle of an eye, they arrived at the Quartley villa.
Since he was taken to the hospital earlier, Montez had to take a bath.
Montez asked Yesseca to bathe him.
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