Chapter 907: Chapter 907: A âAngelâ-like Man
The housekeeper mentioned this, his eyes stealing an admiring glance at the young man.
He had heard that Young Master Lyle had once gone abroad incognito to be a doctor, but he hadnât expected Young Master Lyleâs medical skills to be so good.
At first, the doctors who had examined Miss had concluded she had leukemia, but Lyle insisted it was a hereditary blood disorder, and sure enough, after thorough examinations, it was confirmed that Lyle was rightâthe Miss indeed had a hereditary blood disorder.
âUncleâŠâ came the adorable, milky voice.
The housekeeper glanced again at the little girl, clinging like a koala, and was even more moved.
When Miss was first brought back by Lyle, she was dirty and feverish, gripping Lyleâs clothes tightly, yet she was well-behaved and didnât cry or fuss.
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Whether the doctor was giving her an injection or drawing blood, as long as Lyle was there, she cooperated quietly.
But once Lyle was out of sight, the well-behaved girl who didnât cry or fuss would start crying in a way that no one could comfort her. As soon as Lyle arrived and held her, she would stop crying immediately. It was truly fate, no wonder Lyle was so fond of her.
Lyle Westbrook patted the head of the little one trying to talk to him in baby talk and asked the housekeeper, âHas she not slept at all since she woke up this morning?â
âYes, Miss woke up and cried when she found Young Master Lyle was not there. Later, the maid taking care of her came up with an idea, to let Miss wait for you at the door, and then she stopped crying.â
Waiting for him at the doorâŠ
People with blood diseases shouldnât be in the sun too long, and sheâd just recovered from a high fever; she couldnât be exposed to the wind. Didnât that maid know these basic facts?
Lyle frowned again, and although he didnât say anything, the housekeeper clearly felt his displeasure and bowed his head, not daring to speak.
Fortunately, even though Lyle was displeased, he didnât say much more, just picked up the giggling little girl and walked upstairs, âIâm going to take her for a nap; donât disturb us unless itâs necessary!â
âYes.â
The housekeeper watched as he ascended the stairs.
Right then, the two maids assigned to care for Giselle Lawrence came in from outside. Not seeing anyone in the living room, the prettier of the young women approached the housekeeper and asked, puzzled, âUncle Bennett, where is Miss?â
According to the rules, she should not question the housekeeper, but she was pretty and young, and the housekeeper treated her like his own daughter. So, he did not mind her informal tone, âYoung Master Lyle took her upstairs to take a nap.â
âOh.â Talia couldnât hide her disappointment, but quickly, as if she had just thought of something, she happily said, âIâll go make porridge for Miss. That way, when Miss wakes up, she can eat.â
âYoung Master Lyle hasnât arranged forâŠâ her companion maid couldnât help but call out to her.
Talia turned back, all smiles, stuck out her tongue and said, âEven if he hasnât arranged, I can prepare in advance, right? Iâm doing this for Missâs best interest; Lyle wonât be angry.â
Lyle hadnât been angry when she had previously spoken out of turn, against the rules, had he?
Millie was just too cautious. Young Master Lyle wasnât that scary. There was no need to be so careful and anxious.
She skipped and hopped on her way to the kitchen, and Millie couldnât even call out to stop her as a worried expression appeared involuntarily on her face.
Even the usually kind housekeeper frowned at her series of actions, âLyle and Missâs food is prepared by special people; what on earth is she doing making porridge? Itâs totally inexplicable. Millie, do you know what that girl is thinking?â
Millie shook her head nervously, not daring to reveal her own guess, âI donât know.â
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