Chapter 317


    Chapter 317 Rubbing Against Him


    Neera willingly took on overnight shifts at the hospital, remaining vignt as she was afraid an ident


    would happen.


    Thankfully, the patient exhibited no unusual symptoms and gradually stabilized. By morning, the danger


    had passed.


    Having gone without sleep the entire night, Neera found herself quite fatigued.


    Compounding her weariness, her back injury from the earlier push had notpletely healed. In the


    middle of the night, the pain resurfaced, making her unable to stand or sitfortably.


    Yet, she paid little mind to her difort. Once she confirmed she was fine, she promptly made her


    way home.


    Upon arrival, she realized the triplets were nowhere to be found.


    Puzzled, she pondered for a moment before heading next door.


    “Wee back, Ms. Garcia.”


    The one who greeted her at the door was Richard. A weing smile adorned his face as he beheld


    her.


    Returning the gesture, Neera asked, “Richard, are my triplets here?”


    Richard courteously invited her in and replied with deference, “Yes, the children spent the night with Mr.


    Jean. They’re still in his room and they haven’t woken up yet. Ms. Garcia, feel free to take a look


    upstairs.”


    Upon hearing that her triplets slept alongside Jean, Neera felt a slight sense of astonishment.


    Nevertheless, she nodded and ascended the staircase, her curiosity piqued.


    As expected, upon entering the room, she was greeted by the sight of her triplets nestled in slumber


    upon Jean’s bed.


    And there was Jean, appearing somewhat pitiable.


    He confined himself to one side of the bed, positioned perilously close to the edge, such that he would


    tumble if he turned over.


    Neera could not help but be tickled by the sight, but what struck her, even more, was the realization of


    how much Jean cared for her children. It warmed her heart and moved her deeply.


    Resisting the urge to wake them, Neera sat on the sofa next to them, waiting for the triplets to wake up.


    However, the fatigue took its toll on her, and she fell into a drowsy sleep…


    When Jean Woke up, he was immediately aware of a presence in the room.


    A faint yet unmistakably familiar fragrance lingered in the air.


    With clear eyes, he turned his gaze and, in an instant, spotted the petite figure that had been absent


    throughout the night. Shey vulnerable on the sofa, lost in sleep.


    Drained, she reclinedzily on the sofa arm, her delicate features partially cushioned by her slender


    arms. A rosy hue graced her cheeks, fatigue evident in the furrow of her brows.


    For once, she seemed to have let her guard downpletely.


    Jean watched her for a moment, emotions flickering in his eyes like fleeting shadows across ancient


    wells.


    Shifting his gaze to the triplets who were still asleep, he rose silently from the bed, careful not to disturb


    their slumber. He approached the sofa with a gentle stride.


    Standing by her side, he noticed that she slept in an awkward position. He smirked as he leaned over,


    encircling her shoulders with his arms. He delicately repositioned her, allowing her to rest more


    comfortably on the sofa.


    Neera remained in deep sleep, entirely oblivious to the adjustment. Her body sank softly, her cheek


    inadvertently pressing against the palm of the man’s hand.


    Seemingly finding sce in this position, she murmured, her cheek nuzzling his hand as she settled


    back into tranquility.


    Observing this unusual tenderness in her sleep, Jean was taken aback momentarily before a warm


    smile graced his face.


    Assured of her continued rest, he withdrew his hand with care, retrieving an additional nket. He


    draped it gently over her form, ensuring herfort before retreating silently.


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    The movement did not go unnoticed by the trio. As they saw the heartwarming scene as they opened


    their eyes.


    Instantly, drowsiness dissipated, reced by a surge of excitement. Clutching their covers tightly, their


    little faces lit up with enthusiasm. A shared thrill united them, and a hushed, anticipatory silence


    enveloped the room, as they hesitated to disrupt the enchanting scene.


    Jean noticed them waking up, raised an eyebrow, and gestured silently, signaling them to stay quiet so


    they would not wake Neera up.


    The three of them nodded obediently.


    With utmost care, Jean got out of bed, washed up, and left the room quietly.


    By the time Neera woke up, the clock had crept past one in the afternoon.


    She blinked groggily, her gaze fixed on the ceiling for a protracted moment before she realized she


    dozed off.


    She got up quickly and noticed Jean and the children were not in the room. A blush of embarrassment


    graced her cheeks as she tidied her attire, hastening downstairs.


    Upon descending the stairs, Neera immediatelyid eyes on Jean in the living room, focused on a


    document. The y of shadows highlighted the contours of his profile, rendering him an ethereal


    vision, almost too handsome to be real.


    Having forgone formal attire in favor of casualfort, Jean lounged at home. His lithe legs were


    crossed with nonchnce, yet his maic allure remained undeniable.