"Daddy, you're so mean," Mia pouted, clearly upset. "You're the man, you're supposed to protect Mommy. How can you let her protect you?" "Yeah, what she said," Nathan chimed in.

"I wanted to protect her too, but before I could do anything, your mom jumped in herself," Micah said, shooting a look at Sadie. "You..." Sadie started, frustration bubbling up. She couldn't believe he was twisting the story like this in front of the kids. "Mommy, don't do that again. You need to take care of yourself," Noah said sensibly to Sadie. "If you get hurt, we'll be sad."

"Yeah," Mia said, holding Sadie's hand and gently blowing on it. "Mommy, let me see your hand. It's wrapped so tightly, it must hurt a lot." "It's okay, it doesn't hurt," Sadie said, feeling much better seeing the kids.

"Mommy, who hurt you? I'll go beat them up," Nathan said excitedly, waving his little fists. "That big meanie, I'll teach them a lesson."

"It's okay, it's already been dealt with," Sadie said, pinching his little cheek. "Alright, you all go back to your rooms now, it's late."

"Okay, back to your rooms. I'll tell you a bedtime story," Micah coaxed the kids.

"Daddy, so you're not leaving tonight?" Nathan asked excitedly, holding Micah's hand. "Are you staying here?"

Noah and Mia also looked at Micah.

"I'll leave after telling you the story," Micah said, ruffling their little heads. "Go upstairs now."

"Alright," the three kids said, a bit disappointed.

"Auntie! Auntie!" At this moment, three little girls, holding their bottles and wearing diapers, came toddling out of a nearby room. Seeing Micah, they immediately stopped, staring at him warily. "Why is he here?" Mary asked, hiding her bottle behind her back as if Micah might take it away.

"Maybe he's here to see Noah, Nathan, and Mia," Emma whispered cautiously. "He's their daddy."

"Hmph!" Donna stepped forward, holding her bottle out like a weapon. "Big meanie, what are you doing here?"

"Mary, Emma, Donna, don't be rude to my daddy," Mia said seriously, coming around from behind Micah's leg. "Daddy is here to tell us a bedtime story."

"What?" The three kids' eyes widened. "The big meanie is going to tell us a bedtime story? Really?"

"Of course it's true," Nathan said proudly. "My daddy tells the best stories."

"Then, will he tell us too?" Mary asked, sniffling.

"Can we listen too?" Emma asked, looking up at Micah with curiosity.

"I, I want to listen too," Donna stammered, blushing and nervously clenching her little fists as she looked at Micah.

"Alright, let's do it together," Micah said, making a "please" gesture.

"Yay!" The three little girls cheered, immediately running to join Mia, their bottles held tight as they followed the group up to the room.

Downstairs, Sadie watched this scene, a faint smile appearing on her lips. Micah really knew how to take care of the kids. Even the three little girls could get along with him, which was quite rare.

"Ms. James, let me help you back to your room," Annika said, supporting Sadie. "You didn't eat well tonight. I'll have the kitchen make you something."

"No need, I'm not hungry," Sadie said, leaning tiredly on the sofa. "Just get me a glass of water and then go rest. You've been busy all day."

"But you..." Annika hesitated.

"I can manage," Sadie said, wanting some time alone.

"Alright," Annika said, pouring a glass of water and placing it beside her before leaving.

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