As soon as they entered, a maid in traditional Thai dress approached and took the hat Joan handed over.
"Go and bring some ice over here," Joan instructed.
The maid replied very respectfully and retreated.
Amanda always felt that she had bothered them and said, "I'm sorry to bother you today."
Joan helped her sit on the sofa, "Actually, I know your father."
She tilted her head.
Joan didn't go into details, "I'll go and change."
"Okay." Amanda felt she was already disturbing them and was too embarrassed to ask for anything else, much less inconvenience him.
The little girl propped her chin up and sat on the sofa opposite her, looking her up and down.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" Amanda glanced upstairs, "Where's your mother?"
Then the little girl smiled, showing her white teeth, "How about you be my mommy?"
Amanda's face went pale with shock. Not only was she not afraid of strangers, but she was also randomly claiming someone else as her mother.
Was she out of her mind?
But she seemed so normal and so smart.
The little girl pointed upstairs and said mysteriously, "That man doesn't have a wife."
Amanda followed her finger and glanced upwards as if she understood what she meant. But the more she understood, the more confused she became.
If her father didn't have a wife, then where did she come from?
But she wasn't interested in the private affairs of other people's families and changed the subject, "I don't know your name yet."
"You can call me Nina." The little girl ran over and took her hand, "OK?"
"What?"
"That's you ..."
"Nina." At this moment, Joan called out to her. Amanda looked up and saw that he had changed out of his awesome military uniform and was wearing a white shirt and beige slacks, looking less serious and much more approachable.
"Sally, take her to the bath." He instructed the maid.
Nina was reluctant but obeyed and followed the maid away.
Joan took a towel and wrapped the ice cubes the maid had placed on the table in it. Amanda realized what he was going to do and held out her hand, "I'll do it myself."
Joan handed it to her without insisting, "Don't mind if Nina says something to you."
Amanda wrapped the towel around her red, swollen ankle and asked, "I wouldn't mind. It's just that she ..."
Could it be that when she saw a woman, she would say, 'How about you being my mother?'
Well ...
"I hope you don't mind me asking. Is your wife not there?" Amanda asked politely.
Joan poured a glass of water and said, "I'm not married."
Amanda was speechless.
So where did Nina come from?
An accident?
But he seemed so decent, not quite a man who would be out messing around with women.
No. She couldn’t judge a man just by his appearance.
Maybe he just looked like a nice guy, but he was actually a scumbag, like Stanford, who looked decent.
And this time, in City B.
At the hospital.
Stanford was just waking up in the VIP ward.
There were doctors in white coats standing around the bed, and Atwood was also there.
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