Revenge with Her Quadruplets

Chapter 16 Tom, Dick, and Harry

Chapter 16 Don't Let Them Enter the House

Eleanor ruffled Waylon’s hair with a smile.

She took a glance at Sebastian’s handsome face. This man was so good-looking that he could easily make others brush and their heartbeats accelerate just by looking at him.

When she shifted her gaze back to her son, she found he was sitting there quietly and staring blankly out of the window. The spring breeze brushed against his face, and he slightly narrowed his eyes with a very indifferent expression.

His short silhouette exuded an aura of loneliness and helplessness. And Eleanor felt very heartbroken when she saw this.

But she didn’t disturb her son. Instead, she fed Sebastian some medicine and then began to give him acupuncture.

Waylon knew Eleanor was giving his father acupuncture when he heard some sounds from behind.

Looking at Sebastian’s handsome face, for the first time, Eleanor sincerely felt grateful toward this man who had saved her beloved son.

But she didn’t notice that Sebastian’s eyelids twitched slightly.

When Eleanor removed the needles, she found the tips of the needles reflected some light-blue lights. She frowned slightly. Sebastian was still being poisoned every day!

Then she fed him another pill.

Who was poisoning Sebastian?

And who had poisoned Waylon?

How dare that person hurt her son!

Eleanor swore to let that person pay the price.

“Knock… Knock…”

Eleanor slowly stood up and said, “Come in.” Copyright by Nôv/elDrama.Org.

The butler pushed open the door and walked in, followed by a very good-looking woman dressed in a white dress. She had delicate eyebrows and a pair of big eyes, a small and prominent nose, and cherry lips. She looked like a virtuous wife that almost all men would like.

It formed a bright contrast with Eleanor’s stunning beauty.

Hailey was overwhelmed by jealousy the moment she saw Eleanor. How could she look so beautiful?

Old Master Moore was really absurd. How could he marry Eleanor to Sebastian, hoping that the bride could bring luck to the dying bridegroom? How could such a lucky thing happen to that b*tch?

So what even if Old Master Moore thought her date of birth didn’t match Sebastian’s? In terms of family background, she should be the best match for him.

The butler introduced Hailey, “Mrs. Moore, this is Ms. Logan. She has been sending doctors here to check on Mr. Moore every day. And today she comes in person.”

Was this woman the “Ms. Logan” the servants talked about the other day?

Eleanor snapped to look at Waylon who was sitting beside the window and she saw the little boy shiver slightly.

She felt a sharp pang in her heart and quickly walked over to pull her son into her arms.

Hailey was shocked again. How would that son of b*tch allow Eleanor to hug him while pulling a long face when she talked to him?

Eleanor caught a glimpse of the shock in Hailey’s eyes. Looking at the butler, she asked, “Mr. Butler, what’s Ms. Logan’s relationship with my husband?” She stressed the word “husband”.

Hailey slightly raised her brows. She was almost engulfed by jealousy and anger.

The butler replied with a smile, “Mrs. Moore, the Moore family and the Logan family have been in a good relationship for decades.”

Everyone was aware that Hailey liked Sebastian, but she still visited him frequently even after he got married. Everyone knew what she wanted.

Eleanor turned to look at Hailey and said with a bright smile, “Ms. Logan, thank you for being so concerned about my husband.”

Hailey slightly clenched her hands. Why couldn’t this woman know her place?

How dare she say Seb was her husband? Oh gosh, wasn’t she aware of her lowly identity?

However, Hailey’s dignity wouldn’t allow her to argue with Eleanor. She just directly ignored her.

She turned around to look at the doctors she brought and asked them to check on Sebastian.

The two doctors then began to examine Sebastian. After a long while, they looked at Hailey and reported confidently, “Ms. Logan, Mr. Moore can probably wake up. We’ll try our best to cure him.”

“Great. You’ll need to come here to treat Seb every day,” Hailey stated, fixing her gaze on the man lying on the bed. This man should be hers. And anyone who tried to compete with her would be

seeking death!

Waylon, who had been silent, suddenly spoke, “Mr. Butler, from tomorrow on, don’t let these Tom, Dick, and Harry enter our house.”