Evening.

Freya left Yolanda's ward and saw Bradley was not in the medical room. She turned to ask Xavier, "Where is Bradley?"

Xavier shook his head and said, "He just left driving by himself, probably something came up."

What could have come up?

Didn't he just say that all matters in the Southern Country are being handled by Gabriel? Could it be that he went back to the Mu Group?

Freya had nothing to do, so she decided to go back to the Villa to check on Matthew.

In recent days, Matthew had been locked up by One. Although he had not been physically harmed, after all, he was still a child. Being locked in a warehouse for a long time would inevitably be frightening.

Just now, Rosa called and said that Matthew was having nightmares even in his sleep and woke up from his nap with a high fever.

Matthew's physique was not good to begin with. Freya had spent some time caring for him before his health gradually improved.

Now being locked in that damp and cold warehouse, afraid that the cold air will worsen the illness.

Returning to the Imperial Garden Manor, before even stepping through the gates, I heard a voice from inside.

"Lao Ming, quickly call the madam, the young master has a high fever that won't go down, if it continues like this, it will definitely damage his brain."

Hearing this, Freya hurried inside and asked, "Rosa, what's going on?"

"Madam, you finally came back, Young Master Matthew's fever won't go down, I just gave him fever-reducing medicine but it's not working, I was just about to call you."

Rosa was extremely anxious, how could he get sick after just going out once, could it be that he came into contact with something unclean?

"I will go upstairs to check."

After Freya went upstairs, she quickly called for Frederick, "It's the Ghost Festival now, I'm worried that the child has been affected by evil spirits, why don't you go invite a priest to come and expel the evil spirits, maybe the child will feel better."

Frederick scolded her sternly upon hearing this, "Oh, have you forgotten about the incident at the old house last time? Most of the so-called priests nowadays are just out to deceive people, none of them can truly expel ghosts and protect against harm, besides, the child has a weak constitution, occasional colds and fevers are normal, and do you think the madam will agree if I go invite a priest?"

"I'm just so worried, after all, the child only got sick after going out once."

Rosa was extremely anxious, the child was so well-behaved and obedient, she really liked that.

Now with this illness looming, she was truly worried about the outcome.

Frederick, unlike her, was calm, and said, "Don't forget, Madam is a renowned doctor and poet. She can perform heart repairs and even skull surgeries. She will definitely be able to cure this minor ailment."

"What you need to do now is go and make some soup to nourish Madam's body, don't forget she is pregnant now."

"Yes, Madam is carrying a little son in her belly, I'll go kill a chicken and make soup, Old Ming, come help me pluck the feathers from the chicken."

Frederick looked up to the second floor, despite saying the right things, he still had some concerns in his heart.

Second floor.

In the bedroom.

When Freya came in, Matthew was already delirious, her face flushed, and in a state of unconsciousness, she kept murmuring incoherently, "Mommy, daddy... save me..."

Freya watched with aching heart, took big steps forward and hugged him, gently stroking his head to soothe his emotions.

"Don't be afraid, mommy is right here, mommy will protect you with all my might."

Perhaps hearing her voice, Matthew gradually stopped trembling.

But he was truly burning up, his small body feeling like a furnace.

Freya checked his temperature and found it to be as high as forty degrees.

If he continued to burn like this, he would definitely become delirious.

She immediately gave him a shot, fetched warm water from the bathroom, and placed a damp towel on his forehead to cool him down.

After Matthew gradually fell into a deep sleep, Freya sat beside him, patting his back with one hand, her thoughts drifting back to when she was twelve years old.

Back then at the Ye family's home, she also had a high fever that wouldn't go away, yet the Ye family members ignored her, leaving her to fend for herself in a dog's den.

If it weren't for her strong vitality, she would have died from that serious illness long ago.

Compared to herself, she is full of luck.

At least the one who adopted him is Bradley.

Although this man is decisive and ruthless on the outside, Freya understands him and knows that he is someone who values loyalty and righteousness, and does not harm innocent people!

Meeting Bradley is full of luck for her.

Freya collected her thoughts and wetted and wrung out the towel before placing it on Full Full's forehead.

Being cared for by parents when sick is such a fortunate thing.

But where are her parents?

One was killed by a scumbag and a wicked woman, and the other is missing.

Freya suddenly felt that her own life was absurd. No wonder Bruce never liked her, as she was not his biological child after all.

After learning about her origins, she also wanted to search for her biological father.

After careful consideration, Freya realized that the man who finishes his business and then pulls up his pants without recognizing anyone is not worthy of her recognition at all. Even if he had no choice back then, why didn't he come to find her and her mother later? If he had taken them away earlier, her mother wouldn't have died, and she wouldn't have suffered so much. With these thoughts, a hint of coldness crept into Freya's heart. Regardless of her background, whether she is a beggar or a princess, everything is no longer important. Now she has Bradley and their unborn daughter, and for the rest of her life, they will live happily as a family, with no one standing in their way. "Cough..." Suddenly, Matthew, who had been sleeping, coughed twice. Freya turned to look and realized that he had already opened his eyes. "Mommy!"

When Freya saw Matthew, she immediately hugged him tightly. Freya gently patted his head and reassured, "Mommy is here, Matthew is safe now, no need to be afraid anymore." She held him closely, the high fever had subsided after the injection earlier, but his body heat had not dissipated, even his breath was still hot. "Mommy, did the bad guys get caught?" With a flushed face and tear-streaked eyelashes, Matthew looked frail and weak, truly heartbreaking. "The bad guys have been caught, no one will take Matthew away again. But Matthew is still weak now, so be a good boy and rest, after waking up you'll be back to your lively self." "Then mommy can sleep with Matthew." Daddy had said, since he disappeared, mommy couldn't sleep or eat well every day, he wanted mommy to rest too, especially since mommy is carrying a baby sister, it's very tiring. "Okay, mommy will sleep with you."

Freya knows that he lacks a sense of security, after all, the self from the past also endured this way.

At such times, what children need more is the sense of security provided by their parents!

But she had just lain down when her phone suddenly rang.

She picked it up to answer, her heartstrings tightening fiercely.