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Noah smacked his lips and continued goading Xavier. "Mister, did you kidnap me for money? Daddy doesn't lack money. I'm his precious treasure. Taking me was the right decision."
Xavier was lost for words. "If your father is so rich and powerful, why couldn't he protect you properly? How could he let me kidnap you?"
Noah was stumped. He hadn't expected Xavier to be so sharp-tongued. Maybe he wasn't completely useless, after all.Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.
Noah did not answer. He suddenly clutched at his stomach, his brow furrowed deeply. Xavier realized that something was wrong. "What is it?” "My tummy hurts." Noah's voice was very weak.
Luckily, Xavier had brought a private doctor along. He immediately called the doctor over to give Noah a check-up.
However, the doctor could not find anything wrong. "Mr. Lane, I've checked Mr. Noah's abdomen, and there's nothing wrong with him."
Noah clutched his stomach and began rolling around on the bed. "It hurts, I'm going to die... ahhh........
The doctor was stumped. Xavier looked at how pale Noah was. He did not seem to be faking it at all.
"Are you unable to find anything because there aren't any medical instruments in the car?"
"That might be it," the doctor said tentatively.
Xavier's eyes were as cold as ice. "Didn't you say that nothing's wrong with him? saying that it's a possibility?"
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The doctor was so afraid that he could not speak The temperature in the car was very low, but he was sweating profusely.
Noah came to the doctor's rescue. "Don't blame him, Mister. I often get tummy aches."
He added, "Daddy always presses his face against my tummy, and then it doesn't hurt anymore. Why don't you try that, Mister?"
Xavier was exasperated. What kind of treatment was that? He looked disdainful.
Noah's eyes filled with tears. "Mister, you don't want me to die of pain, do you?"
Xavier looked at the doctor. "Get him some hot water."
"Okay." The doctor hastily found a bottle and filled it with hot water. He brought it over for Noah to put on his stomach, but Noah refused.
"Daddy uses his face! What are you? Take it away, I don't want it. I'm going to die... Daddy, what am I going to do without you..." The car was filled with the child's wails. Xavier reluctantly put his hand on Noah's stomach. "Happy now?"
Noah persevered. "Daddy uses his face..."
Xavier was impatient. "If you keep crying, I'll throw you out of the car and you'll fall to your death."
Noah was stumped. What a beast! How could he tell a child to fall to his death? Xavier really had no
to patience at all.
Noah was afraid that he really would throw him out of the car, and he was also too weak to continue messing around.
After a while, he fell asleep again. However, it was not a peaceful sleep. His brow remained furrowed, and he looked like he was in pain.
Xavier sat beside him and scrutinized him closely. He resembled Yvette slightly. How had someone as quiet as Yvette gave birth to such a noisy son?
Xavier did not look unhappy, and he had not taken away the hand on Noah's stomach. Noah was half asleep, and when he opened his eyes again, he was on a private jet.
He looked at the warm hand that was still placed over his stomach. Confused, he muttered to himself, "Is it true that you don't love us?"
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