My Babies, My Love

Chapter 156

Darcie’s expression changed as she looked away. “It’s best if you didn’t know, Tricia.”

Patricia had a strange feeling when she saw the way Darcie’s expression shifted. “Did someone

hurt you? I’ll help you get revenge.”

Darcie chuckled at how serious Patricia looked. “Didn’t you swear not to ever fight again after that

time you had to pay a huge sum of money to the person you injured? Even that day, when you ran

into Zeke and that mistress, you didn’t use your Taekwondo skills.”

Patricia smirked. “I did swear not to, but how can I sit still if someone hurt you? He deserves to be

smashed into a pulp.”

“It’s fine.” Darcie sighed as she recalled what happened last night. “No one forced me into

anything. You don’t need to worry about it.” Original from NôvelDrama.Org.

Patricia was still worried, so she nudged her gently. “You have to tell me if something happens,

okay? I’m always on your side.”

Darcie nodded. The two women continued chatting for a bit, but when Patricia saw that it was

getting late, she began to say her goodbyes. The children needed to be home soon, as it was a

school day tomorrow.

Before she left, she reminded Darcie, “Remember to use that medication. It works wonders.”

Darcie laughed. “Tricia, since President Arnold did that to you, why don’t you consider dating him?

It’s a pity to miss out on an opportunity to be with a distinguished man like him. It’d be hard to meet

someone like him ever again.”

“I won’t even consider it.” Patricia shook her head. Since Isaac was Adeline’s girlfriend, she

refused to get involved with him. “Scott, Stellan, Sylvie, it’s time to go home now.”

Poppy was reluctant to see them go. As she hugged Sylvie, Sylvie said to her, “Poppy, listen to the

doctors, okay? When you’re feeling better, we can see each other every day again, just like we

used to.”

Poppy nodded. “Mommy told me that I’ll be all better soon. I have a bone marrow donor.”

When Patricia heard those words, she whipped her head around to look at Darcie. “Darcie, you

found another suitable donor?”

Patricia had been wondering how she could help to convince Percy, but now that they had another

suitable donor, they would not need to beseech Percy anymore.

Considering the job he held, it would not sit well with her if they forced him into it somehow.

Darcie thought about the deal she struck last night. “Yeah, Poppy will get the surgery in a month.”

She pleaded with Percy last night, but he asked her to sleep with him for a month. If he was

satisfied with her, he would go through with the bone marrow transplant for Poppy.

Last night, he had done a lot of things to Darcie, but she went along with everything. Her face was

a little pink as her mind began to fill with images of last night, so she quickly shook those thoughts

away.

“That’s great news! Darcie, things are finally looking up for you.”

Darcie followed them down to the basement to see them off. Once they got in the car, she turned

back around to return to Poppy’s ward.

Sylvie seemed to have tired herself out as she fell asleep soon after climbing into the car. She

slept soundly with her head and feet resting on both her brothers’ thighs.

Patricia glanced at the three of them in the rearview mirror. Scott and Stellan always took great

care of Sylvie.

Patricia’s eyes crinkled a little as she chuckled. She was beginning to feel a tad envious of Sylvie!

Her little Sylvie was fortunate enough to have so many people in her life who loved her.

When Sylvie grew up, it would not be easy for her future boyfriend to receive a stamp of approval

from all of them.

Patricia was quite happy about that. At least, it would minimize the chances of Sylvie ending up

with a terrible guy. Her two brothers would surely weed such irresponsible and unreliable men out

for her.

It was 9.30PM by the time they arrived home. Patricia carried Sylvie into the house with the two

boys walking ahead of them.

All of a sudden, the two boys spotted a bunch of paper stuck to the door, so they ran over and tore

one down.

The words ‘Repay your debts, or pay in blood’ were splattered boldly across the paper, along with

gruesome images illustrated in red.

Patricia looked over. “What is it?”