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Chapter 1127

    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Chapter 1127 Repay Your Kindness</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Cecília emerged from the kitchen, a prepared bottle of form in her hand.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Be careful with the baby, both of you. It seems like the baby hasn’t even had its first full month yet, so you need to be careful of how you handle the child.” Cecilia gently took the baby from Lucille’s hands and started feeding the baby.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Lucille and Elliot couldn’t help but look on with curiosity.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">It was the weekend, and they were initially set to spend it as they usually would.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Unexpectedly, Cecilia brought home a mother–and–daughter duo. The daughter was tiny and rosy, truly adorable.</font></font>Content protected by N?v/el(D)rama.Org.


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Wow! She must be really hungry. Even her way of drinking milk is adorable,” said Lucille.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Elliot was alsopletely engrossed, his eyes fixed on the child. Seeing such an adorable baby, he also yearned for the day he would have two little sisters.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Upstairs, upon seeing that it was Cecilia and sensing no malice from them, the woman breathed a sigh of relief and slowly made her way downstairs.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">When Cecilia heard themotion upstairs, she looked up to see a woman walking barefoot on the staircase.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“You’re awake.”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">She handed the child over to Lucille to feed, then quickly moved to assist the woman.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“The doctor said you’ve just given birth not long ago. You need to rest and recuperate properly.” Cecilia couldn’t grasp what exactly had happened to the woman. She didn’t understand why, not long after giving birth, the woman had taken the child and left on her own. It seemed so dangerous.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Upon hearing her words, the woman lowered her eyes slightly. “Thank you.”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“It’s no big deal,” Cecilia said. “I’ll take you back to your room to rest, and I’ll look after the child for you. If you’re worried, I can give you my phone so you can call your rtives.”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">The woman bowed her head, remaining silent for a considerable duration before she finally said, “Lhave no family…”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“What about friends?” Cecilia asked.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">The woman shook her head.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Cecilia was somewhat taken aback. Lucille, who was downstairs, had also heard and was equally puzzled. Are there still people these days who have no rtives or friends? How exactly is she living her life?</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Cecilia tentatively whispered, “Do you want to tell the child’s father or-”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Before she could finish speaking, the woman interrupted her, saying, “He’s dead.”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Dead? Involuntarily, Cecilia began to feel pity for this woman.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“What happened?”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">The woman didn’t offer any exnations. She just held onto Cecilia’s hand, her eyes pleading as she looked at her. “You’re a good person. Could you possibly take in my daughter and me? I could work for you as a housekeeper, I could clean, and I wouldn’t need any money.”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Cecilia was somewhat hesitant. The reason she had brought the woman back was because she couldn’t find any information about her at the hospital.</font></font>


    However, the woman had woken up. Cecilia was hesitant to take the mother and daughter in, fearing she might run into trouble.


    The woman seemed to have discerned Cecilia’s apprehensions. She said again, “My name is Madeline Foster. I assure you, I’m not a bad person. I won’t cause you any trouble. I beg you, please help me. Give me a job. All I need is a peaceful ce for my daughter and me.”


    When Cecilia was hesitant, Elliot approached and said, “Mommy, can we keep Ms. Foster and her daughter around? I can tell they are not bad people.”


    Lucille also came over, holding the child. “The baby is full. She is such a good girl. She fell asleep withour shedding a tear. She surely didn’t want to cause you any trouble, so she obediently went to sleep.


    Upon hearing the exchange between the two, Cecilia felt a bit helpless. “All right, you both can stay.” With a grateful nod, Madeline Foster said, “Thank you. I’ll get to work right away. I’ll start cleaning.”


    Cecilia stopped her. “No, you’re weak right now. Focus on your recovery first. As for work, wegan talk about it after you’ve finished your postpartum care.”


    Cecilia was far from being an evil boss.


    After hearing that, Madeline felt an even greater sense of gratitude toward Cecilia.


    “Thank you. Once I’m better, I’ll definitely repay your kindness.”
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