My Wife is a Hacker (Nicole Riddle and Jared) novel Chapter 2472

Chapter 2472

"You don't have to." Nolan shook his head.

Mrs. Wallace Sr. gave them a look of puzzlement. "Why? You said they were delicious."

"It's not that. Making those muffins is a lot of work. We can help out next time," Lana chimed in.

Mrs. Wallace Sr. laughed heartily, her mouth wide in amusement. "Such good kids. Just like your mom, always caring for others from a young age."

"Well, we are Mommy's kids," Nolan and Lana replied with a hint of pride.

Their playful attitude made Mrs. Wallace Sr. burst into laughter, thoroughly enjoying the moment with them.

"I can make them too. Next time, we'll do it for you," Tia said, emerging from the small kitchen, her eyes twinkling as she brought a plate of fruits to them.

Nicole took the plate. "Your leg is hurt. Go treat it before it gets worse."

"It's fine," Tia replied, cheeks reddening in embarrassment." It's just a minor bump. No big deal."

"Go apply some ointment on it. You need to take care of yourself so that you can look after Grandma," Nicole said with a hint of firmness.

Tia nodded. "Alright, Nicole. I'll do that now."

She then made her way out of Mrs. Wallace Sr.’s room to her own.

After a moment, Mrs. Wallace Sr. voiced her concerns." What happened to Tia?"

"She bumped her leg when she was delivering the mini muffins to us. It's not a severe injury, but if she doesn't take care of it, it might get worse. Don't worry, Grandma," Nicole said, trying to comfort Mrs. Wallace Sr.

After tucking Mrs. Wallace Sr. into bed, Nicole promised," Well visit again soon."

"Okay," she replied, her gaze following Nicole, Nolan, and Lana.

She only closed her eyes once they were out of sight.

As Nicole approached Tia's room, she saw the door ajar. Through the gap, she spotted Stanley gently tending to Tia's bruise. A knowing smile crossed Nicole's face when she realized that Tia was in good hands. Opting not to enter, she continued on with Nolan and Lana.

Inside, as Stanley carefully applied the ointment on her leg, he said, "Take it easy and rest for the next couple of days."

"I'm fine, really," Tia murmured, her voice reduced to almost a whisper.

Stanley's tone was firm. "You should focus on recovering. I'll ensure that Mrs. Wallace is taken care of. If that bruise swells up by tomorrow, we're heading to the hospital."