“I don’t manage to find any information about the Joseph family; something really strange is going on here.”
“Let’s go back. I’ll assign some people to keep an eye on the prison. I’m sure mom will be fine all the way, five years will be over soon.” He had no choice but to do so.
“By the way, my elder sister was here as well. My father has sent her to the hospital over here with the claim that there will be the best doctor taking over her treatment.”
Esmae, who was the eldest daughter of Herbert’s family, had suffered meningitis in her early days. Her health didn’t have any response to the treatment after all these years, but her family never stopped to look for good therapy and medication for recovering her.
“Alright, let’s spare a time to visit her,” said Peter. “I can also take this chance to accompany you for your pregnancy check-up.”
Herbert’s cheeks blanched at his words. “It’s not the day for my pregnancy check-up yet, I can go by myself when it’s time. I don’t want to bother you with this since you’ve been much occupied with the affairs of the company.”
“No, I haven’t gone with you last month, I feel like having a look at our baby as well.”
Herbert smiled stiffly, laying her hand on her belly, her baby…
At Josephs Mansion.
After dinner, Kathy helped Joseph redress his wound. She had learned the fundamental nursing knowledge before, so she performed the job with practiced skill.
Nonetheless, she couldn’t bear to see Joseph suffering from burn.
Although the wound was relatively modest in size, it still looked pretty scary.
“Are you worried about me?” Joseph turned her face to him.
Kathy looked up to him, there was some sort of frailty in her eyes.
She refused to meet Joseph’s scorching eyes. “No.”
“I saw your tears on that day, didn’t you cry for me?” Joseph lowered his voice.
Kathy trembled, indeed, she had totally lost her temper on that day and she even felt strange to herself.
“Well, I just don’t feel like becoming a widow,” said Kathy, rather spitefully.
Joseph laughed as he heard her remarks, “How could I ever let you become a widow?”
Having spoken these words Joseph forced a kiss on Kathy. She gave a little exclamation, she hadn’t finished changing the dressing yet!
But Joseph didn’t care about it. He even raised his hands to press against her on the sofa, getting his own way...
Kathy frowned, “Joseph, you can’t touch there...please let go of me, I’m still not yet redressing your wound!”
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