Mysterious male escort is a mogul novel Chapter 1439

q“Let's do our best together.” Robbie's voice was a little hoarse. “We can put our heads together and think of a solution.”

“Robbie...” Charlotte felt bad for him. “You're still so young. I don't want you to feel burdened.”

“I want to save Daddy.” Furrowing his little eyebrows, the boy maintained a stubborn expression. “I'm sure I can solve the problem. Also, I have requested Mr. Sterk to come and help.”

“All right. We will think of something together.” Heart aching for her son, she reached out to hug him. “Let's go back now. I'll help you put on some medication.”

“Mmm-hmm.” Obediently, Robbie went back inside with Charlotte. “Mommy, you should check on Daddy and see if—”

“He doesn't want us to see him. Let's not make it any more difficult for him, all right?” she exhorted as her eyes reddened.

“I understand.” Robbie lowered his head.

Back in the dining room, Jamie turned his head away petulantly when he saw Robbie.

“Robbie, what happened to your hand?” When Ellie saw that Robbie's hand was injured, she rushed to his side. “Oh, you're hurt!”

“What happened?” Morgan hurried over to check on him. “Robbie, how did you hurt yourself?”

“Bring him to dress his wound,” Charlotte instructed.

“Yes.” Morgan did as she was told.

When Jamie saw that Robbie's hand was wounded, he could not help but worry, so he caught up to them and said, “Robbie, let me help you.”

“Jamie, I'm sorry about just now. I didn't mean to lose my temper at you.”

“Don't worry about it. I'm used to it.”

“Erm...”

“After all, you're the eldest. There's nothing I can do about you scolding me.”

“That sounds about right.”

“You...”

“Hahaha...”

Given that they were still kids, they patched up their relationship in the blink of an eye.

Looking at both of them, Charlotte felt a surge of warmth in her heart. Even though she continued eating with the children, she barely had any appetite. Instead, she kept looking upstairs and wondered how Zachary was coping.

Meanwhile, in the study on the second floor, Zachary was lying on the sofa. With a face as pale as a sheet, he seemed extremely weak.