“Sure.” Shane nodded in agreement.
The woman made her way to the balcony with her phone.
Pulling a chair over, Shane sat beside the bed.
About two minutes later, the elderly lady on the bed whimpered and opened her eyes suddenly.
The man stood up right away. “Mrs. Wilson, you’re awake.”
“Mr. Shane?” Thinking it was an illusion, Mrs. Wilson blinked her eyes several times, but she saw that he was still here, next to her.
Only then she was sure this was not an illusion.
“Mr. Shane, it’s really you. When did you come back?” Ecstatic, Mrs. Wilson tried to sit up, but the man gestured to her to stay still.
“Mrs. Wilson, you’ve yet to recover, so please lie down and don’t move about.”
She nodded. “Sure, sure, I won’t move around. Mr. Shane, why are you alone? Didn’t Madam come back with you?”
The woman glanced behind him. Disappointment filled her gaze when she realized Natalie and the children did not tag along.
Ever since Harrison passed away, Madam has gone overseas with the two little ones for a competition. It has been three months since I last saw them.
She missed them so much, especially the two little ones, whom she regarded as her own grandchildren.
Her heart melted every time the two children called her name during a video call.
“Natalie is going to take part in the finals soon, so she couldn’t come back, and I feel worried about bringing the kids back. That’s why I’m back alone. Don’t worry. When morning comes on her end, I’ll make a video call so you can see them.” He took a seat again.
With a warm smile, Mrs. Wilson said, “It’s all right. The competition and the children’s safety are more important. By the way, Mr. Shane, did you run into Sean when you were overseas?”
“Yes, I did.” The man’s expression turned sour at the mention of Sean.
Mrs. Wilson sighed exasperatedly. “How can he be so wicked?”
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