“Dora, if you can’t make her take her medicine, bring Willow to me immediately, okay?” Cassie pressed the back of her hand on her sleeping baby's forehead as she instructed the nanny.
The medicine tasted strawberry and sweet, but her children never liked it. Although she used a dropper for the liquid medicine, Willow would push it away with her tongue and cry.
She let out a glum sigh because Anton would know what to do. With him around, everything seemed easy.
Last night, she realized why her husband had pushed the idea of returning home and living with her parents. It wasn’t the failing business or letting Olivia help them look after the children so she could finish her studies. Anton meant to leave her soon.
Dora tilted her head, wondering what was with her employer’s blank fa
