Franklin and Emily walked to the floor where Abigail lived. The nurse at the entrance of the stairs was frightened as she saw them and said awkwardly, "Miss Johnson, why are you here now? Wait a minute, let me tell her!"
Emily smiled, "There's no need to tell her. I'll just come in."
The nurse quickly said, "It's okay. It's okay. It's our duty. Just wait a minute. I'll be right back."
"What's the matter? Do I need to inform her when I come to see my mom?" Emily asked in surprise.
The nurse said awkwardly, "That's not what I meant. I just... I don't know if Ms. Wintour is asleep."
"That's all right, I'm her daughter. We're in," Emily said as she walked in.
The nurse did not dare to stop her. She watched them come in, with her eyes filled with worry.
Franklin frowned. He thought the nurse was a little strange, but he couldn't figure out why.
When they walked into Abigail's ward, they heard something usual before they knocked on the door.
"What's that?" Emily asked in surprise.
The sound cut through the air. It's like an animalistic growl, but there was no wild life here.
Franklin covered her mouth and stopped her. He held her close to the door and listened to it.
It came again, and was definitely human. Ragged breath, muffled groan, desire is burning in the room.
When she realized what was happening, she quickly struggled out of Franklin's arms and ran away with Franklin.
Franklin coughed softly, and his ears turned red.
"What do you think about this?" Franklin asked.
Emily bit her lips and suddenly strode forward. She put the health care products on the nurse's table and said to the nurse, "Leave these to my mother. It's too late. I won't bother her."
After that, she quickly walked into the elevator.
Franklin also put down the gifts down and followed her in.
Emily didn't say a word, and Franklin was too awkward to ask her. After all, it was her mother's business, and it was really inappropriate for him to ask as a son-in-law.
All the way they were silent. When they got home, Emily lay down on the bed and sobbed.
He was a little surprised and looked at her speechlessly. Then he sat by the bed and patted her butt, "Are you crying?"
"Can't I cry?" Emily said angrily.
Franklin sneered, "I didn't say you can't, but... Your mother was seeing someone. You should bless her rather than crying alone. It's a little strange. Iris can have a miscarriage, so why can't your mother find another lover?"
"I'm not asking my mother to keep her chastity for Anthony. I just... I just can't accept it." Emily suddenly turned around with tearful eyes.
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