Queen Of Hearts Is The CEO’s, Mysterious Love. - Chapter 146

Lu Jianjun stopped the car in front of the entrance door of the West Wing and the standing chauffeur quickly stepped in to open the door by her sides. When the door opened, still blindfolded, Li Na turned toward the thick sound, she was about to raise her hand when she felt the knot behind her head tugged and the fold slipped down.

She blinked several times, and when she saw the familiar interiors of the house she sighed in affixed relief as if she was honored with the view of the place where resides the sole person she began to cherished as he loved for her unconditionally.

“Little Tiger,” she thought momentarily gazing at the hall, and while sitting in the car all the way to home she had mused over if Little Tiger has eaten his diner or it’s already time for his sleep. Just as she placed a foot down to descend and she turned back slightly and murmured a subdued thank you and disappeared. Climbing the stairs quickly towards Little Tiger room.

Just as she neared his bedroom door, she heard it. A baby’s loud wail. No, it was Little Tiger crying…she ran towards the room at once. Another load of bewailing came soaring from behind the door, almost causing her to lose her balance on the stair steps in a bustled rush.

Midway through the door, Li Na saw Butler Wu’s back strolling around in the room while carrying a weeping Little Tiger, his chubby face was soaked in tears as he expresses in his own broken language, asking the same question.

Butler Wu soothed the boy gently in one arm and he held a cellphone on another one, seemingly struggling to handle both while dialing for a certain number. A maid stood rooted in the corner of the room, standing helpless in the situation. Merely while Butler Wu turned after a round, and the weeping Little Tiger came to saw the cornered maid, he wailed loudly at her presence complaining profusely, and neglecting everything aside Butler Wu immediately dismissed the maid the first thing.

Hurrying out of the room, the maid stopped for a moment when she came face to face with anxious Li Na walking up. Without inquiring for any reason of the situation from the maid, with one hand raised Li Na signaled the maid to continue her steps and leave quickly. Then she entered the room and saw the almost dead tired Butler Wu sighed in relief on seeing her.

“Little Tiger?” a subdued voice asked uneasily.

At her anxious calling, Little Tiger’s eyes instantly became aware of her presence and he abruptly stopped crying.

With a racing heartbeat and tangled anxiousness with mild fear, Li Na stood there for a few seconds to catch her uneven breathing.

Gazing at her with a timid look, it was not long that Little Tiger could hold back his cries anymore. He pursed his lips tightly but soon, his eyes became teary again in agony ready to shatter in the next moment. And before he could burst out in wailing, Li Na rushed forward and held out her arms to the baby. With worn bawling and weak apprehension, Little Tiger wearily dipped towards her and drowsily sank into her embrace and punctually bursting into cries.

Stoutly desirous with worry, Li Na’s breath hitched at the sound of his pained wail. And the moment he leaned in her arms she spontaneously felt the soaring temperature of the body from his wearing clothes. She looked up at the old man as Butler Wu asked for permission to attend the connecting call. She gave a mindless nod and he excused himself, hurrying out of the room.

Holding him dearly and simultaneously cradling the boy in a gentle motion, Li Na kissed his downy head which scorched her lips with its seared temperature and saw the wailing boy settling against the curve of her neck longingly while clinging to her closely as if he adhered the consolation while battling the extreme fatigue and giddiness. He had almost suffocated his strengths in crying, she considerately noted about his weakened form.

Seeing the comfort and little ease returned to his damped chubby face as Little Tiger rests in her cuddle with a weary look, Li Na restrain herself from asking anything to the boy. He had just stopped crying she doesn’t want to rouse him up again with her inquiry when he looked this utterly exhausted. She continued to swing him softly and his eyelid appeared droopy and heavy with trance.

“He just won’t stop crying…I’ve tested everything. I did call on the Doctor, as Little Tiger was repeatedly saying his head is aching and he was also running on fever.” She heard Butler Wu’s voice coming from just outside the door as if describing to someone. And not long before she swung to walk back a forth and saw the man appeared.

“How long he’s been crying?” Lu Jianjun asked a deep frown etched on his forehead as he walked into the room.

“Since, he woke up from the nap, a while ago,” Butler Wu answered and stood astonished to see the little one settled silently in the ċȧrėss of Li Na’s embrace as she swings the boy mildly side to side and stoking the back of his head. Shocked yet mesmerized by the sight, Butler Wu stared at them, feeling utterly speechless.

“Get the Doctor immediately,” Lu Jianjun dictated and Butler Wu bowed his head before walking out quickly.

Lu Jianjun’s awareness wholly narrowed at the woman and his kid. The cradling weary boy in her arms tenderly, pacing around the room, he also regarded Little Tiger clinging to her almost asleep and doesn’t appear to be wailing as severely he was told by the concerned Butler. But the exhaustion was evident in his damped face.

Filled with newfangled apprehension, Lu Jianjun strolled towards them. Li Na gazed down at the sleepy boy when Lu Jianjun placed his hand lightly on Little Tiger’s forehead to feel the temperature. “It’s too high,” she mumbled, nearly choking in tension.

Little Tiger was fighting to keep his eyelids open but as he sensed his father’s touch, his eyes fluttered. Tears gathered in his brown eyes again, as he looked up, meeting Lu Jianjun’s concerned gaze.

Before Lu Jianjun could speak, in the next instant, a pale Little Tiger raised his hand, pointing the index finger towards his throbbing temples, “Dad, it’s h-hurting here…” he said in a meek hoarse voice, meshed with pain. Hot tears flowed silently as he then pointed to the coarse feeling throat and said in a hoarse cry, “H-here too,” his tone of speaking was too flabby and immature still it seemed like a strain melody to Li Na’s ear which was laced with pain. She couldn’t help but cradle him comfortingly.

Even Lu Jianjun lost a little of the color in his face as he looked down at Little Tiger. He slightly strokes his damped cheeks and said gently, “You will alright!” Little Tiger nodded his head tearfully believing his father’s words without any struggle and Li Na felt the boy relaxed against her astonishingly.

Lu Jianjun wiped the tears away and picked up Little Tiger from her arms,

Little Tiger didn’t protest but then his eyes fixed on her intently as Lu Jianjun was laying him down on the bed, and then adjusted the pillow before covering him up with the soft blanket.

“I’ll be right back,” Lu Jianjun said stroking his forehead where he said to feel pain, Little Tiger gave him a weak nod.

Li Na saw the bowl of water and strip clothes dipped into it and some placed beside the bed. It seems like Butler Wu had tried to aid his temperature. She went to the table and picked up the bowl and clothes just as Lu Jianjun was to get up. She placed a light hand on his shoulder abstaining him from getting up and he looked up at her.

“You sit with him, I’ll get this to replace,” Lu Jianjun seems to oppose the idea and she sensed it with his grim frown and before he could voice out his advice, she squeezed her finger on his shoulder as her eyes uneasily shifted to Little Tiger and then back to him, requesting him to listen for once.

Lu Jianjun looked down attentively at the little one with prying eyes, the little one implies to be lost as he increasingly stares at Li Na’s face in a trance, it was then Lu Jianjun noticed Little Tiger had unknowingly held his sleeves in a strong clutch. He seems to be alarmingly vulnerable about her presence as if she had seen him in a very sorry state.

Lu Jianjun worryingly turned to Li Na as she gave him a reassuring faint smile. “You stay,” she said softly.

Little Tiger watched Li Na turned around and followed when she walked out of the door, Lu Jianjun hoped he’ll instantly be dropped off to sleep but Little Tiger’s heavy eyes stick to the door and slowly a frown etched when she didn’t return quickly.