At that thought, Natalie smiled bitterly. She rested her head on one side of the bed and fell asleep.
However, she was woken up by a video-call at night.
Sharon pouted and asked, “When are you coming home, Mommy?”
Natalie gazed affectionately at her daughter. “I might take a while. Something happened here, so I can’t return for the time being. Do you miss me?”
“Yeah, I do.” Sharon nodded.
Suddenly, Connor snatched the phone away with a solemn look on his face. “Mommy, what happened?”
Glancing at Shane, who was lying on the hospital bed, Natalie’s gaze flitted shiftily. “It’s something about work. You children shouldn’t ask too many questions.”
She promised Silas that she would not tell anyone that Shane was injured.
“Okay, I won’t ask anymore.” Connor shrugged before adding, “Oh, right. When I was going home from school today, an old man stopped Sharon and I.”
“An old man?” Natalie frowned as her expression became serious. “How does he look like?”
Sharon raised her hand quickly. “I know! He looks really fierce and has a mole here.”
She pointed at her chin.
A face instantly surfaced in Natalie’s mind.
Harrison, my Dad!
Natalie tightened her grip on the phone while she pursed her lips.
“What’s wrong, Mommy?” Noticing that she was acting strangely, Connor stared at her and asked worriedly.
Natalie took a deep breath and quickly calmed herself down. “I’m fine, darling. Did that old man do anything to you?”
Both Connor and Sharon shook their heads simultaneously.
“No. He just looked at us for a while and left without even talking to us,” replied Connor.
Although Natalie felt relieved, she still remained alert.
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