Chapter 835 Working Hard To Make Money For Cherie

Cherie fell ill a few days after Christmas. She was in a feverish state. When Boyle returned home from his law firm, he noticed the child was completely slumped over by the bed while her long hair completely covered her little face in her cotton pajamas. This terrified Boyle. He actually thought she was dead. He strode over and checked her breathing. Fortunately, she was still alive. Boyle let out a sigh of relief before carrying her up in bed and feeling her forehead. Luckily, it was not too hot. The woman blinked repeatedly while pouting her lips as she asked in a weak tone, "Boyle, am I going to die?" "Oh, please, it's only a regular fever. I'll grab the thermometer." Boyle placed the thermometer underneath her armpit while telling her, "Keep the thermometer there for five minutes. Don't drop it. I'll be making some chicken soup." A certain someone pouted her lips while leaning back into the bed as she tugged his sleeve and said, "I don't want chicken soup." Due to her f