Barren Heiress Returns With Quadruplet

Kamilles POV

At the break of dawn, I was jolted awake by Royer’s gentle shaking, his voice filled with a pitiful cry. “Mom, wake up.” He tapped me again. “I feel fine and I want to go to school with Reon, Torin and Tyris today,” he insisted, his eyes pleading with me to understand.

Rubbing the sleep from my eyes, I couldn’t help but smile at his eagerness. “Hold on, Royer. Let’s wait for the doctor to give the final word,” I replied, my voice soft but firm.

Already awakened by Royer, I freshened him up and got him dressed. His excitement was beautiful to watch as chattered animatedly about his plans for the day. Despite my lingering worries, his infectious enthusiasm brought a smile to my face.

Once Royer was ready, I took him to the mini kitchen in the private ward and prepared a simple breakfast for the two of us.Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

After breakfast, I made my way to the doctor’s office. Royer’s hand was clasped firmly in mine as I approached the receptionist, “Excuse me, could I speak to Dr. John about Royer’s discharge?” I asked.

The receptionist nodded and without any delay, I was ushered into the doctor’s office.

Entering the office, I greeted the doctor with a warm smile and Royer did the same.

“Dr. John, I wanted to check on Royer’s condition,” I began. “He’s been feeling much better and is eager to go to school today. Is he well enough to do so?”

Dr. John studied Royer’s chart for a moment before looking up with a reassuring smile. “Yes, Kamille, Royer’s progress has been excellent. He’s cleared to go to school, but I would advise that you inform his teachers to refrain from engaging him in any strenuous activities for the time being.”

I smiled in appreciation and nodded in understanding of what he instructed. “Of course, I’ll make sure his teachers are aware. Thank you, Doctor,” I said warmly while patting his head. He was engrossed with a game on my phone.

I doubt the little kid understands his request has been approved.

“You are welcome, Ms. Kamille.” The doctor replied. “But for the discharge, that is still being reviewed and if he does extremely excellent in a few more days, he will be good to go.” He added.

“That’s fine Doc. Thank you once again.” I replied.

Returning my attention to Royer, I helped to convey the doctor’s approval in a language he understands best. “Royer, guess what? You’re cleared to go to school.” I said gently, while stroking his hair.

Royer’s eyes lit up with joy, his face breaking into a wide grin. “Really mom? That is so awesome!” he exclaimed, his excitement infectious as he practically bounced with glee.

I smiled and helped him down from his seat as we left the doctor’s office. We got back to the room and began to get him ready for his first day back at school,

I quickly reached for my phone to call Nanny Dona. “Hello, Dona,” I said immediately after the call was connected.

“Good morning Ms. Kamille. It is so good to hear from you today.” The elderly woman’s voice beamed with beautiful delight.

“So good to hear from you too, Dona. Sorry, I have not been keeping in touch like I’m supposed to.” I apologized.

“It is alright Ms. Kamille. I am okay knowing the kids are doing fine, as well as you.” She replied.

“Thank you. So could you please bring over Royer’s school uniform? He’s going to school today!” I said and smiled in his direction as he jumped up with excitement.

“Of course, I can. I will be there in a minute.” Nanny Dona replied and after I conveyed my gratitude, we hung up. Within a few minutes, Nanny Dona arrived, Royer’s school uniform neatly pressed and ready for him to wear.

“Nanny Dona!” Royer screamed as he saw her arrive at the ward.

“Oh, poor child. It is so good to see you up and active.” Nanny Dona said as she wrapped him in a warm and tight embrace.

“Thank you, Dona,” I said, as I collected the uniform.

“It is alright Ms. Kamille. I will dress him.” She smiled warmly.

Her smile reminded me of Grandma Monica.

Nanny Dona began to get Royer dressed for school. She helped him with his uniform, straightening out his collar and ensuring he is well tucked in. Suddenly, the door bursted open, and in comes his siblings, already dressed for school, their faces alight with excitement.

“Mum! Royer! Nanny Dona!” they exclaimed in unison as they rushed over to their brother with hugs and giggles, then to me and Nanny Dona.

I could not help but smile at the sight of my children, their joy was infectious and heartwarming. “Good morning, my darlings,” I greeted them, my voice filled with love.

Nanny Dona followed closely behind. “Good morning, kids,” she said with a gentle smile, her eyes sparkling with affection as she embraced each of the children in turn.

After a few moments of a happy reunion, the children gathered their belongings, ready to head off to school. I watched proudly as they chattered excitedly amongst themselves, their laughter filling the room with warmth.

Since Royer was going too, I had no reason to stay back at the hospital. Looking through my bag, I found the blue wig Amanda got me. I brushed it and it on. Then I took a tinted glass to complete my disguise.

As Nanny Dona prepared to leave, I approached her with a grateful smile. “Thank you, Dona, for everything you do for us,” I said sincerely.

Nanny Dona returned the smile, her eyes brimming with affection. “It’s my pleasure, Ms. Kamille. You know I’ll always be here for you and the children,” she replied.

With one last round of farewells, Nanny Dona headed out the door, leaving me in the room with the kids. But soon enough, Zeke’s security arrived and I guided the children out into the car. With my kids well strapped behind, I took a seat on front, then we zoomed off.

The Tyris and Torin kept on telling Royer about what had happened in school while he was away, while Reon was quietly drawing and only joining in there conversation occasionally. Their energy and excitement made my heart warm with motherly joy.

Then suddenly, my phone buzzed with an incoming message. I picked it up and saw an inbox from Amanda. I calmly opened the message to find about Belle. A crease formed on my forehead as I read the message.

Hello Love,

I know the timing may not be perfect, but since we are all friends, I thought it wise to inform you about it.

Belle has been acting more with drawn, more secretive and has reduced how much she communicates.

I really don’t know what is going on with her. I have tried talking to her but it’s to no avail and I am really worried for her.

Do what you can Kam, but I want our Belle back.

Amy.

After reading the message, I sighed. Belle’s has definitely been acting off for some days now. She stayed away from work, needed some rest and is even yet to introduce us to her fiance.

I typed out a response. “Let’s fix a meet up. You, Belle and my myself. Notwithstanding, I will reach out to her. Kam.” I hit the sent button, then I dialled Belle’s office line. It rang with no response.

I then decided to ring her home line. She picked the second time. “Hello Bestie.” I greeted.

“Hello Kam. How are you?” Belle replied but her voice sounded muffled.

Was she crying?