Barren Heiress Returns With Quadruplet

Kamille’s POV

As the bright morning light flickered into my room, I turned and fluttered my eyes open. It felt so good and warm to be home, where I belong.

Alright, scrap the last part out.

I stood up and went into the bathroom, I looked at my reflection in the mirror and sighed.

“Hey girl, you have been through so much and you can pull this through. You have come this far, so you can definitely not give up.”

After speaking to myself, I hurried over to my shower and dressed up. I had to go check on my kids and get them freshened up.

I put on a black pair of shorts with a sweatshirt and walked out of my room with my flips on. I held my phone in my left hand as I approached Tyris’s room.

“Hello, love,” I said, reaching out to hold her hand.

“Good morning mummy.” Her little voice rang out. I smiled.

“How is mummy’s baby feeling this morning?” I asked her while placing my hand on her forehead.

“Good as new.” She replied with a cute smile.

I chuckled. “We will let the doctors be the judge of that okay?”

“Okay, mummy.” She replied and I squeezed her little hands and ran a bath for her. Once she was freshened up, I placed her on the little couch in her room and went into the boy’s room.

As I stepped into the room, I was met with Royer and Torin, playing with their bricks while Roen was on his bed with a jigsaw puzzle.

“Hey boys,” I called out and their attention all came to me as they gathered around me for a hug.

“Good morning mummy,” They all chorused.

“Good morning boys. I see you are all good?” I asked with a teasing tone.Content from NôvelDr(a)ma.Org.

“Yes mummy, I even beat Torin in building bricks faster than he did,” Royer announced.

“I only allowed you to win.” Torin cut him off.

“No mummy, I won fair and square,” Royer defended and that led to a little banter between them. I looked over at Reon who had long had a seat and was only watching us.

“How are you Reon?” I asked, wearing a warm smile.

“I feel good mummy. How is Tyris?” He asked.

Reon is always the caring elder brother.

“She is fine and waiting for you boys,” I replied while ruffling his hair to get a smile from him.

Royer and Torin on hearing their sister was waiting for them, hurried to get showered and dressed.

I marched them out but they hurried ahead of me to escort their sister out of the room. I noticed Reon waited for them to move ahead before walking behind them. What made my baby mature so fast?

They settled in the living room and continued with their childish chatter and games while I stepped into the kitchen to make breakfast.

A few minutes into preparing breakfast, my phone went off. Picking the phone I looked at the caller ID before picking.

“Hello, Chris.” I greeted them warmly.

“Hello, Miss Kamille. How are you doing?” He spoke into the phone calmly.

“I’m good Chris and uh, I think I’m okay with just Kamille,” I replied.

Being that he has been very helpful and has been a friend, it felt unfair to still act somewhat formal with him. He chuckled.

“Alright, Kamille.” He teasingly replied, calling my name teasingly.

“Yes, Chris. How are you?” I asked as I went to turn off the oven that had rang the bell.

“I am good too. So I thought to stop by later in the day to visit you and the kids. Is that okay with you?”

“Oh Chris, you are welcome at any time,” I replied as I took out the cake from the oven and set it to cool.

“Alright Kamille. See you around.” He said.

“See you too Chris,” I replied and hung up.

I set the cake on the cooling rack and prepared the main breakfast of scrambled eggs and cheese, pancakes, and hot milk.

In no time, breakfast was ready and the kids dived in. While at the breakfast table, the doorbell rang and I hurried to get it.

“Hello, Dona.” I greeted her and left room for Nanny Dona to step in.

“Hello, Miss Kamille. Trust the night was good.” She asked, wearing her usual motherly smile, her tone still filled with motherly affection.

“All good. I trust yours was the same?” I asked.

“Definitely.” She smiled and we went back into the dining room. The kids were excited to see her, they all went and surrounded her, greeting and bantering as usual.

“Alright, kids. Let us wrap breakfast.” I called from where I sat. They all came back to the dining room. I set a plate for Nanny Dona and we had breakfast together.

After breakfast, I cleared the tables and cleaned up while Nanny Dona took the kids upstairs to read them stories.

I was going to get them homeschooled in the meantime. I would not survive it if anything was to happen to my kids under my watch.

After clearing the dishes, I settled on the sofa in the living room and scrolled through my phone. I saw an email from the car dealers I had made arrangements with for a car.

Finally.

My preferred car choice was not available at the moment, so I selected from the options they had. Now all I had to do was wait for the car.

The doorbell rang again. That must be Chris.

I walked to the door and ushered him in.

“Welcome to my humble home Chris,” I said as I released myself from the brief hug we shared.

“I’m glad I made it,” he replied with a grin spreading across his face.

I took him to the living room and we settled down. “Would you like anything? Water? Soda? Wine? Money?”

He laughed lightly. “Water is fine.”

I went into the kitchen, got a bottle of water with a glass and served him.

“How is it going? Where are the kids?” He asked as he placed the glass back on the mini tray I served him in.

“Oh they’re upstairs with the nanny,” I replied.

“Oh, that is okay. I hope they are getting better?” He asked, his eyes not leaving me the entire time.

Whoosh! That is a bit uncomfortable.

“Yeah, they are getting better. The doctors will check in with them tomorrow.” I replied.

“Does that mean we will not miss them for long in school?” Chris asked. He had this indecipherable smile on.

“Uhh, about that, I think I am going to get them homeschooled in the meantime to allow things to settle down first,” I replied.

“That is an amazing idea,” Chris replied. “I could provide you with the private teachers you need.” He added.

“Yeah, about that, I wanted to talk to you about it too. How much would it cost for a private teacher? Maybe one or max two, I would not like my home to be infiltrated by numerous strangers.” I inquired.

Chris was silent for a while, gazing into space before he finally spoke. “Two should be okay so they could have a feel of school and your bill is zero bucks.”

“Come on now Chris, I can’t possibly accept that. That would be too much of a favor.” I replied with haste. That was actually too much of a favor to ask.

“No Kamille, I want to help in the little way I can. I may not have so much to offer you or your kids, so allow me the little I can do alright?” He replied, his tone softening with each word.

I nodded. “Thank you Chris this means so much.”

“You’re welcome.” He smiled.

“Thank you for stopping by and please, next time bring your kid with you. I would love to see him.” I implored.

Something flickered in his eyes but disappeared almost immediately. “Sure, he replied.”

“You know I am actually going to the cops about the attack on myself and my kids,” I announced.

“Don’t do it.” Chris immediately kicked against it and I frowned at his sudden refusal.

“Why?” I asked.

“I’m sorry I just kicked against it that way, but I have seen people who had similar cases. It would only escalate the issue and only on rare cases do the cops usually find the culprits.” He replied with a solemn expression.

“Oh, I didn’t think about that,” I said as I weighed the pros and cons.

“I know and that is why I’m here to help you out,” Chris responded, his face softening a bit.

“Thank you once again.” I was truly grateful for his timely presence.

“You’re welcome Kamille.” He smiled.

He lingered around for a while longer before taking his leave.