Charming Mommy Of Adorable Triplets Chapter 1815


    The next day, Daisie arrived at the college with no energy.


    She had slept in Noce‘s room throughout the


    whole afternoon yesterday. Thus, she was an insomniac


    when she returned to the vi in the evening and could not fall asleep until five in the morning


    She could not help but take out a small mirror and


    take a look at her own reflection in the mirror. Her eye bags and dark circles were that close to turning


    her into a panda.


    Suddenly, someone tapped her on the shoulder.


    She turned her head in fright and was stunned. “Colton?”


    Colton crossed his arms and looked at her dark circles. “Did you go out and be a thiefst night?”


    “You‘re the thief here, sneaking up on me like that.” Daisie turned her


    face away and exined herself with a lie. “I drank too much coffee and couldn‘t sleepst night.”


    “Where‘s Freyja?”


    Daisie paused for a split second and stared at him with a puzzled expression. “Why would you want to


    know that?”


    “It‘s nothing.” Colton looked away with an unchanged expression, but


    he still felt inappropriate, so he added, “There‘s something that I need her help with.”


    “What‘s that?”


    “Why are you asking so many questions today?”


    Daisie was rendered speechless. She bulged her cheeks as if she was thinking about something, a hint


    of slyness then shed across her eyes, and she spected with a smirk,“ Colton, you don‘t actually h


    ate Freyja, do you?”


    Colton frowned. “What?”


    “I‘m not blind. You used to want me to stay as far away as I could from her, but since when did you and


    Freyja get so close?”


    ‘He‘s been looking for Freyja so frequentlytely. Something smells fishy


    Coltonughed out of fury, raised his hand, and rubbed her hair vigorously. “You‘ve grown up, huh?


    How dare you specte on me?”


    He messed


    up Daisie‘s hair, so she pushed him away and tidied it up. “No one‘s specting on you. That‘s just a fa


    ct. Colton, is it so difficult for you to admit that you don‘t hate Freyja?”


    Colton turned his face away and took a deep breath. “That‘s not your business.”


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    “Freyja is my friend. How is that


    not my business?” Daisie approached him and said with a smirk, “Colton, Freyja is actually quite a


    girl, isn‘t she? Look, even Waylon doesn‘t hate


    her.”


    “You shut up!”


    Daisie was stunned for a few seconds.


    ‘Why would Colton react so strangely as soon as I brought up Waylon?‘


    She stretched out her hand and jerked the hem of his sleeve.” Colton, did you argue with Waylon?”


    “No.” Colton covered his cheeks with his palms and calmed himself down. He then turned around and


    said, “I‘m heading to ss already.”


    Daisie stood on the spot, staring at Colton‘s figure as he walked away, rubbing her chin in thought.


    Freyja did note to the college today, so Daisie tried to


    call her. The call went through after a long wait, and Freyja‘s voice sounded hoarse and weak.


    “Freyja, are you alright?”


    “I‘m fine.” She coughed.


    “It‘s just a cold. Don‘t worry about me. I‘m only taking a day off.” She hung up after the brief


    exnation.


    Daisie was still worried and decided to visit Freyja at her residence after her sses.


    Meanwhile, Freyja took a nap after


    the phone call. After a while, she woke up from the nap but was still feeling weak and ufortable. Sh


    her weak body as she walked downstairs to get some warm water from the kitchen.


    Hearing the doorbell ringing, Freyja put the


    mug down and walked to open the door. Just as she arrived at the door, her


    consciousness faded out gradually, and she copsed on the floor.


    Standing at the door, Daisie heard themotion


    coming from the other side of the door and shouted, “Freyja?”


    She kept


    ringing the doorbell, but there was still no response. Daisie realized that something had gone wrong


    and quickly looked around to see what she could find.


    She climbed over the balcony, and


    fortunately, the window was not locked. Daisie managed to get herself into the


    living room through the window and saw Freyja lying behind the door. Freyja!”


    She stepped forward, helped her up, and ced her hand over her forehead–it was scorchingly hot!


    Daisie quickly took out


    her cell phone, flipped through her contact list, and called Waylon. “Waylon, Freyja has a high


    fever. Come to her ce now!”