Loved You Once But He's My Forever (Chloe) novel Chapter 548

Anna lay limply on the bed, her body lacking any strength. When Taylor came back, she nestled down again like a little kitten, weakly lifting her eyelids to look at him.

"Taylor, I feel horrible. I miss my mom. When can I go home?" she asked, her voice filled with longing.

Taylor was momentarily stunned. How could he tell this little girl that not only was going home impossible, but her life might also be at risk?

Looking at her innocent face, as untouched by the world's troubles as a tender bud, ready to bloom, the truth was too cruel.

He chose a gentle lie instead. "Once you get better, you can go home."

"Really?" she asked, hope gleaming in her eyes.

"Yes, now get up and eat something."

"Taylor, I'm so tired. Can you feed me? At home, Ethan always feeds me," she pleaded.

Thinking about the hardships she was likely to face in the future, Taylor couldn't refuse her. "Alright."

He fed her one spoonful at a time. She ate contentedly, then yawned and wanted to go back to sleep.

"Hold on, take your medicine first."

"Okay," she agreed, but she was so sleepy that she kept nodding off like a little chick pecking at grains. Suddenly, she perked up, "Ugh, that's so bitter!"

"Bitter medicine is the best cure. Just drink it, and you'll feel better."

"No way, it's too bitter! I won't drink it," she declared, diving under the covers and squirming like a caterpillar, protesting, "I won't drink it, no way!"

Yael tugged at Taylor's shirt, "Taylor, hungry, want milk."

Taylor patted his head. "Be good, it's not time for milk. Go eat some food."

"Taylor feed," Yael demanded.

"I'm very busy right now."

Yael pouted stubbornly. "You feed her, feed me too."

Taylor felt exasperated. How had he become a kindergarten teacher overnight?

Usually, Yael ate on his own, but now he wanted to be fed too.

"Yael, be a good boy. I'll feed you in a bit. She needs to take her medicine first to get better."

"Okay," Yael conceded, clutching a teddy bear and sitting on his little sofa, his big eyes fixed on them, looking adorably expectant.

After calming the younger child, Taylor turned back to the older one.

"Hey, little girl, don't you want to go home?"

Anna poked her head out of the blankets. "I do."

"Then take your medicine like a good girl, okay?" Taylor coaxed softly.

"But it's so bitter," she whined.

"Endure the hardship now, and things will get better."

"Taylor, are you the kind of person who eats bitter things all the time?" she asked, pouting.

Taylor remained silent, a bit exasperated.

"If you want me to take my medicine, I need candy. My siblings always give me candy," she bargained.

"Alright. What kind of candy do you want? I'll get some for you."

Anna's eyes lit up as she rattled off a list of forbidden treats. "I want chocolate, fruit gummies, marshmallows, chips, popcorn ... "

"Wait a second," Taylor interrupted, frowning. "Kids shouldn't eat junk food."

Anna blinked innocently. "But you're a kid too. You can't be much older than me."

Taylor sighed. Life is not easy.