Bonnie finished the cup of Hawthorn Poria Soup in one gulp.
“Alright, this little white mouse of mine says goodnight to you, hurry up and go to bed.” Bonnie said.
Andrew hmmmed but stood still with no intention of leaving.
“Anything else?” Bonnie asked.
As if he had made a great deal of determination, Andrew finally spoke, though his voice was as small as a mosquito buzzing, “I’m sorry about this afternoon, Mommy.”
“What did you say?” Bonnie inquired.
“Forget it if you didn’t hear me.” Andrew, thin-skinned, threw that down and was heading back to the children’s room.
“Andrew,” Bonnie called after him, “Mommy isn’t expecting you to fall in love early, it’s just that you’ve been deliberately cutting off contact with people in the outside world, and I’m worried that you’ll feel like you don’t have any friends in the future, so when I saw Zachary playing with you, I really wanted you guys to stay good friends. stay as good friends.”
Andrew’s feet lurched.
In private, Mommy was so worried about him?
But nothing had been said on the surface!
“I’ll go out and make new friends, don’t worry.” Andrew assured.
The little lump between mother and son was erased, Bonnie smiled happily, “That’s great, I’m relieved when you say that mommy, aiya, so Zachary is your first friend, actually mommy really likes her, or else invite her over for dinner some other day?”
Andrew: “…”
I should have known that I wouldn’t have come to deliver this bowl of Hawthorn Poria Soup tonight!
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Inside the Maybach.
Sebastian looked at Cedron in front of him, who was already pale from pain and even had cold sweat on the corners of his forehead, and was so angry that he clenched the flesh around his cheeks.
“It’s already like this and you still don’t go to the hospital, Cedron, you think you’re made of iron!”
Cedron gave him a sideways glance, “Mr. Grant, this appears to be my personal matter, so you needn’t bother.”
“Mr. Navarro, just listen to Mr. Grant, go to the hospital for a bit, even if it’s just a shot for the pain.” Alexis persuaded from the sidelines.
In return, there was Cedron’s ice-cold look, “So fond of swaying me around, why don’t I make you my superior?”
Alexis was too scared to speak, and could only drop her eyes for help on Sebastian.
See, he’s a part-time worker, he’s a man of few words, what Mr. Navarro says won’t be listened to at all.
He could only trouble Sebastian.
Sebastian helplessly glanced at Cedron, “Okay, I won’t stop you if you want to die, then Anna’s side of the secret, when you die, I’ll write it on a paper and burn it to you.”
Anna’s secret?
Cedron’s eyes that were somewhat lax from the pain refocused, “What secrets do you know about her?”
“Why would I tell you?” Sebastian asked back dismissively, “You’re dying anyway, it’s not too late to find out when you’re dead.”
“I’m not trying to die.” Cedron finally spoke with difficulty, “It’s just that I’m too busy to do anything else.”
“There’s a hospital nearby, it won’t take long, just get a painkilling injection and then go, if you’re afraid of being delayed, I’ll be your driver later, I used to drive a race car at two hundred and twenty percent per hour.” Sebastian said.
This time, Cedron didn’t refuse again.
Alexis was overjoyed and hurriedly took Cedron to the hospital.
While Cedron was in the doctor’s office getting his shots, he gave Sebastian a solid bow, “Thank you Mr. Grant, I don’t know what I would have done if it wasn’t for you!”
“What’s he been so busy doing?” Sebastian however was more concerned, “I smelled incense and candles on him and there was a black cloth on his arm, is he in mourning, who died?”
“Nothing gets past Mr. Grant,” Alexis sighed, “Truth be told, it was actually Mr. Navarro’s child that passed away.”