"Don't worry, I'll stay too. I'll help you!"
Dylan's other injuries were superficial, but he had three broken ribs and needed to be hospitalized.
After handling his admission paperwork, Penelope told Natalie to go home and freshen up while she stayed at the hospital to look after Kristin and Dylan.
Natalie returned in the afternoon.
"I went to the Jenkins family's house and explained the situation to Dylan's wife."
Dylan's wife was still recovering from childbirth and shouldn't be stressed, but with Dylan hospitalized and her suspicions already raised, there was no hiding it. Only after Natalie repeatedly promised to take care of Dylan and resolve the online scandal did she calm down a little.
Kristin was discharged from the hospital, so Penelope took her to Timothy's house. She and Natalie were going to be very busy for a while, and since Timothy also had no time to look after the kids, she would have to hire someone.
When she got home, she was shocked to see Hubert sitting at the table, actually doing homework. Kristin was just as stunned, her mouth hanging open.
The two of them rushed over, flanking him on either side.
"Honey, are you sick? Are you feeling okay?"
"You're scaring me."
Ever since Hubert started school, he'd barely learned the alphabet and could hardly recognize any words. His teachers had even suspected a learning disability, but the truth was he just hated studying and only wanted to play. He had never done homework at home, let alone without supervision. This was nothing short of a miracle.
"Get away from me. Don't bother me!" Hubert said without looking up.
Penelope glanced at his notebook and was even more astounded. He was doing math problems. Although it was just single-digit addition, a quick scan showed that all his answers were correct. Her son was finally having a breakthrough.
"Three minutes left!"
Huh? Where did that voice come from?
Penelope followed the sound and saw Julian curled up in a lounge chair, a book in his hands, casually giving a reminder.
"Julian!"
Julian pursed his lips. "Are your eyes not working? You're just seeing me now?"
As he spoke, he looked up at Penelope and noticed the bandage on her forehead, his small brow furrowing slightly.



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