Sure enough, maybe Blanca took leave because of this!
The old Mr. Butler, who had lived his whole life with only one precious daughter, was naturally very worried and could not help but silently recite a prayer at this moment.
“Old Mr. Butler, you do not worry, Rosanne will be safe, no news is the best news now.”
Although Peter Murray usually hang around, but when it comes to the key time very top.
He had anticipated that there must be a lot of people gathered at the entrance of the hospital at this time, so he deliberately drove the car to the back door of the hospital and helped Old Mr. Butler out of the car.
Peter Murray thought about it and asked Old Mr. Butler to dial Matthew Grant’s phone number.
“Matthew Grant, why do you have a dark face, I’m fine here, right?” Blanca couldn’t help but say when she saw Matthew Grant’s sullen face and the air was a little chilly.
Rosanne lay on the bed and looked at the two of them and smiled helplessly.
Because Rosanne was there, so Blanca was lowering her voice to say, Matthew Grant is still not satisfied, “Nothing? You know how dangerous it was when you went in, Blanca, do you think you’re invincible? Do you know you have a baby in your belly?”
“Well, then are you worried about the baby or me?”
“Of course I am. …”
Matthew Grant almost blurted out, and met Blanca’s pro-intellectual gaze, the harsh eyes suddenly narrowed, well, Blanca has now learned to flirt with himself?
Matthew Grant narrowed his eyes and suddenly came closer, his cool breath hitting Blanca’s face, tickling Blanca’s heart a little.
Like a feather had been scraped across her face.
“You, you haven’t said if you care about me or the baby?”
“What do you think?” Matthew Grant said with amusement.
He didn’t believe Blanca really didn’t know. Two months ago they didn’t know each other, but now it was as if every breath Blanca took tugged at Matthew Grant’s heartstrings.
He was wearing a simple white shirt today, a relatively large style, perhaps because of a morning of running, so are some wrinkles, look so poor.
Blanca looked at it and was touched by it.
“You’re worried about me, aren’t you?” Blanca didn’t want to say it, a little shy, but seeing Matthew Grant care so much about herself, she wanted to give back to him.
Only, just as Blanca finished speaking, there was a familiar soft laugh in her ears, “How come? Of course it’s my son I’m worried about!”
“…”
“Pfft.”
Rosanne couldn’t help but laugh out loud, looking at Matthew Grant and Blanca’s appearance, and surprisingly remembered her own young days. Wasn’t that how she and York Roach had flirted when she was young?
“Mom, what are you laughing at …”
“Okay, okay, I’m not laughing anymore, you young people.”
Rosanne’s face is kind, Matthew Grant is not shy at all, on the contrary, Blanca’s ears are all red and red.
Blanca covered her face, but because there was still an IV tube in her arm, the action was half done and withdrawn. Blanca looked at Matthew Grant shyly, making Matthew Grant want to rub the person into his arms fiercely and never separate again.