Chapter 38
When she received the call from Franklin, she thought he had already returned home.
As she entered, she didn’t see Franklin and assumed he was in the study. But now, after
hearing Isabella’s words, she realized that Franklin hadn’t come back yet.
The hotel hosting the banquet today was closer to here than her current residence. Plus, he
had left the party at least half an hour earlier than her.
Even if he had dropped Julia off first, by this time, he should have already arrived home.
However, if he didn’t leave Julia’s place right away after dropping her off or had no
intention of coming home tonight, then that would be another story.
At that moment, the sound of footsteps came from the hallway.
Franklin was back.
“Daddy!”
“Hmm.” Franklin entered and walked over to the bedside.
Seeing him, Maggie wanted to put down Isabella to give Franklin more space, but Isabella was unwilling to leave her arms. She reached out to Franklin.
Franklin leaned over and picked up Isabella.
As he held her, he was very close to Maggie. She could smell his familiar cologne, but along with it, there was a faint, elegant feminine fragrance.
It was the same scent she had just smelled on Julia earlier at the banquet.
Maggie turned her face away, distancing herself from Franklin until the scent was no
longer in her nose.
Franklin gently placed his hand on Isabella’s forehead, his eyes turning to Maggie. “How
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high is the temperature now? Has it dropped?”
Maggie repeated what the doctor had said, “The high fever has turned into a low fever, but it’s still not stable, it may spike again.”
“Hmm.”
Franklin sat on the edge of the bed, holding Isabella in his arms. Isabella, reluctant to get down, frowned, “Dad, your jacket is so stiff…”
Franklin took off his jacket and handed it to Maggie. She reflexively took it and held it in her arms. Only when she clearly smelled the intertwined fragrances did she remember that
she and Franklin were about to divorce.
If it were in the past, she would have felt happy to hold his jacket, savoring the warmth, reluctant to let go.
But now, she casually set the jacket aside, smiling at Isabella, “I’m going downstairs to make
porridge.”
With both Maggie and Franklin at home, Isabella felt much better. Upon hearing Maggie’s words, she obediently nodded, “Mm, thank you, Mommy.”
Maggie smiled and turned to leave the room.
As she walked away, Franklin’s gaze fell on the jacket she had left on the chair.
Maggie made the porridge and began preparing other ingredients.
After washing her hands and leaving the kitchen, twenty minutes had passed.
She hesitated for a moment, then went upstairs.
When she reached the second floor and turned the corner, she saw Franklin standing by the window at the end of the corridor, talking on the phone. “The fever has gone down, don’t worry.”
Was he talking to Julia?
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Would Julia really be worried about Isabella?
Maggie averted her gaze and entered Isabella’s room.
Isabella had finished her IV drip and was now asleep. She had sweated a lot, and Aunt Sara was carefully wiping her sweat.
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When she saw Maggie, Aunt Sara quickly moved aside and handed her the towel, assuming she was going to take care of Isabella herself. After all, that was what Maggie used to do.
In matters concerning Isabella and Franklin, Maggie had always been hands–on.
Maggie shook her head.
Aunt Sara paused for a moment, but didn’t think much of it. She continued carefully
changing Isabella into fresh clothes.
After Aunt Sara was done, Maggie sat on the sofa in the room and asked, “Has the doctor
left?”
“Yes.”
“What did the doctor say? Is the fever likely to come back?”
She was considering whether to stay the night.
“The doctor said it shouldn’t happen again.”
“That’s good.”
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