Naya was smart enough to infer that since the Giblo family did not inform her about the three kids' disappearance, they were aware that were handed over to Carla amicably.
In that case, she should not create a ruckus over it.
She quickly arranged for medical screening for the kids.
Carla watched over them for the entire time. Although she had not regained all of her memories, her motherly love was an instinct embedded within her.
Now that her children became sick immediately after returning to her side, she felt extremely guilty.
At the same time, she reflected on why she had not reunited with her children earlier. Not only did they miss her a lot, but they also had to look for her secretly, making themselves vulnerable to those with ill- intention.
"Don't blame yourself, Ms. Lierger. The kids will be fine, " consoled Lupin, having read Carla's mind.
"Their body temperatures are back to normal." Naya took off her mask and said to Carla, "We'll observe them for another night. If their fever doesn't return tomorrow morning, they'll be fine."
"That's great…" Carla finally heaved a sigh of relief. Watching the children sleeping soundly, she smiled gently.
‘It's already the middle of the night, so they must be tired." Naya felt a sense of affection as she gazed at the children. "I'll be watching over them. You can go back and rest!"
"I'll stay for the night to keep them company." Carla sat on the sofa. "All of you should leave so you won't disturb them."
"Sure. If anything happens, just ring the bell."
Naya made a gesture and the medical staff left quietly.
"I'll ask Rogan to bring a change of clothes for you, " whispered Freda.
When Carla nodded, she left as well.
Only Carla, the children and Little Dori were left in the room.
Although Little Dori was not ill, it kept the children company quietly.
When they were receiving their treatment, it watched at the side.
It flapped its wings anxiously upon seeing Venus vomiting.
When Josh was mumbling in his sleep, it would rub its furry head against his face to console him.
When Randy could not fall asleep, it would pat his shoulders gently with its wings.
Now that the children were asleep, Little Dori flew to Carla's shoulder and rubbed its head against her cheek. It mumbled softly, "Mommy…"
"What's your name?" She stroked its feathers tenderly.
"Little Dori! Little Dori!" screeched Little Dori softly.
"Oh…" Carla was startled for a while before laughing. "No wonder this name flashed across my mind when I was naming the eagle."
It turned out that all of her memories were so deeply embedded in her mind that they could never be erased, no matter what happened.
Her so-called amnesia was only a temporary displacement of her memories. She had not actually forgotten anything…
"Mommy! Mommy!" Little Dori flapped its wings and called out softly, "Mrs. Borah! Mrs. Borah!"
When she heard that name, tears welled up in her eyes uncontrollably.
In addition to feeling guilty, she was worried that the children would also ask her where Mrs. Borah was after waking up.
In that case, how should I answer? I've lost Mrs. Borah and she won't ever return?
At that thought, Carla felt her heart aching terribly.
"Mommy, don't cry…"
Little Dori rubbed its head against Carla's jaw, consoling her.
Although it was only a pet, it was very sentient and could read human emotions.
Carla took a deep breath and collected herself. She patted Little Dori gently before glancing at the children and making a decision…
No matter what the price was, she would keep them by her side and never leave them.
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