Too Late To Love Me I Already Left With His Twins (Lydia and Dave) novel Chapter 167

To calm for a six year old.

“Mom,” she whispered shakily, taking my phone carefully from my hand. “I’ll call Dr Smith.”

And God.

That broke something inside me instantly.

Because what sort of mother becomes so panicked her child has to stabilize her?

I watched with trembling hands as Ava dialed our doctor properly while I held Eli against my chest like somehow physical closeness alone could keep him safe.

Dr. Smith arrived surprisingly fast.

The moment he entered, the entire atmosphere shifted into clinical urgency.

Temperature check.

Pulse.

Oxygen levels.

Questions.

Assessment.

He moved calmly while I stood there barely breathing properly.

“He’s responsive,” Dr Smith reassured gently while examining him. “His pulse is stable.”

I wiped my face quickly.

“What happened?”

The doctor continued checking him carefully.

“High fever,” he explained. “And likely an allergic reaction triggering systemic fatigue and dizziness.”

I stared at him immediately.

“Allergy?”

He nodded.

“Has he eaten anything unusual recently?”

I closed my eyes briefly.

God.

This child.

Probably something ridiculous.

I sent her upstairs afterward because I did not want her spiraling into anxiety about every single thing Eli had eaten recently.

Children remembered fear too easily.

Several hours later, after Eli finally settled into proper sleep, the house became quieter.

Exhausted quiet.

The kind that follows panic.

Then the doorbell rang downstairs.

I almost ignored it entirely before forcing myself to move.

When I opened the door, Marcus stood there holding several large gift bags.

“Oh,” he said immediately. “Sorry for showing up unannounced.’

Of course.

The birthday gifts.

He smiled softly.

“I came to drop off the twins’ presents like usual.”