- Who is Sick?
“In all the time I’ve known you, I’ve only heard your panic twice. When your lover was sick and now,” Wela explained, half teasing.
Frank’s jaw tightened again. He thought that Wela had valuable information, but apparently not?
“I’m not panicking.”
“You’re panicking inside, Frankie. Now, instead of denying it, you should explain your lover’s condition to me.”
Frank clenched his fists. He could feel the cold on his palms. “It’s not Kara who’s sick, it’s her family.”
“Oh, she forbade you from interfering? That’s why you asked me to check?”
Frank scowled, but couldn’t deny it. “Yes. Can you handle it directly? I don’t want anyone else to know.”
Suddenly, Wela’s small laugh echoed. “My Frankie, you have finally become a very caring adult man, huh?”
“Stop teasing.”
Hearing that cold voice, Wela stopped laughing. “Yes, I really have to stop now. The conference will continue in a moment. I’ll let you know once I get the news.”
“Can you do that quickly?”
Instead of getting an answer, Frank heard a disconnected telephone tone. Wide-eyed, he checked the screen.
“Damn,” he grumbled. He didn’t expect his best friend to have other ways to tease him. “Now what should I do? I can’t just keep quiet.”
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While tapping the steering wheel, Frank checked Jeremy’s car. As his eyes fell on the black hoodie and hat hanging on the back of the car, he squinted.
“Isn’t it okay if you don’t get caught?” A crooked smile appeared on his face.
Meanwhile, Kara just arrived at Louis’ room. As soon as she pushed the door, her eyes caught her son’s pale face. He was sitting in the hospital bed, propped up by pillows with Emily by his side.
“Louis….”
“Mommy?”
The toddler’s eyes lit up. Kara couldn’t bear to see it anymore. “Honey, how are you? Does it still hurt?” Kara hugged her son carefully. Louis put his right arm around his mother’s neck.
“A little bit, but I can hold it in. I’m a strong man, Mommy.”
“Lies,” Emily snapped with pursed lips. As her mother and brother glanced at her, she added, “Louis was crying so hard earlier. Grandma and I were scared. A few moments ago, he was still sobbing.”
“It wasn’t because I was sick, but because I missed Mommy. I am glad Mommy is here now.”
Kara smiled sadly at that answer. After giving Louis a warm kiss, she looked at Emily. “What about you, Little Bee? Are you okay?”
Emily pouted. “I’m still afraid that something bad will happen to Louis. That’s why I’m sitting here with him.”
Emily leaned her head on her brother’s right shoulder. The little boy patted Emily’s chubby cheek with love. “Don’t be sad, Emily. I am
okay.”
“No. Look at this, Mommy. Louis can’t move his left hand. He
bored.”
After stroking the cast, Emily straightened her head. “Do you bring a
book, Mommy? I can entertain Louis with stories.”
With knitted eyebrows, Kara shook her head. “Sorry, Little Bee. Mommy was in a hurry. Mommy only brought this.”
Kara took out Yemon and a car toy from the bag. Seeing his favorite toy, Louis’ smile widened. “It’s okay, Mommy. This is enough.”
He and Emily received those stuffs from their mother. “Thank you, Mommy.”
Emily hugged her lemon plush and leaned her head back onto Louis’ shoulder. Then, her brother started driving the car over the cast and then smashed it into Yemon.
Seeing her children getting along, Kara’s lips turned sincere. Only after that did her attention turn to Susan who was sitting in the chair.
“What happened, Mom?”
“That’s because Louis was trying to save me,” Emily said with
furrowed eyebrows and round eyes.
“Emily was looking for books at the bottom. Suddenly, I saw the
books on the top shelf fall,” Louis continued.
“Those books are very thick. My head would definitely hurt if they fell on them.” Emily hugged Yemon tighter.
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