Elena pulled the corners of her mouth and just sat there, her eyes falling now and then in the direction the doctor had just gone upstairs.
Edward will see all of this in the eyes, a moment of jealousy, his men originally held her hand, a moment of confiscation force pinched her, Elena subconsciously immediately shake off, looking at him warily.
Edward then woke up as if from a dream, panicked and opened his mouth to explain, "I'm sorry Elena, I didn't mean to do that just now!"
With that, he tried to reach out again to grab her tightly, but she dodged it sensitively.
Elena's face straightened, "I'm thirsty, didn't Mr. Ford say he wanted tea? How come we haven't seen any tea yet?"
"Yes, drink tea, drink tea!" Edward nodded and instructed the maid behind him, "Why don't you go make tea and stand here silly!
The maid was suddenly mentioned, scared as if a bird of prey, immediately feet quickly into the pantry to work.
Edward looked at the servant's action could not help but shake his head awkwardly and said, "Elena, really sorry ah, these subordinates just do not know how to do things, everyone has to be reminded to understand!"
"Hmm."
Elena faintly responded, and her gaze couldn't help but glance in the direction of the upstairs again.
Edward laughed and patted the back of her hand soothingly, "Don't worry too much, you'll be fine soon after you've had your fever shot and eaten your medicine."
The latter nodded, just as the maids got in, she nodded and smiled lightly at the end, lowered her eyes and took a sip of tea, also hiding the full emotion under her eyes just right.
Edward looked at her nonchalant appearance, his heart could not hide the sourness, "Elena, I look forward to seeing you all these days, but now it's so easy to finally see you, but it's because of Kent's blessing ......"
"He was wounded for a good reason, so I was naturally worried."
"So what if it was me who got hurt too? Would you care!" Edward looked at her with a hopeful face, and the answer he wanted was all written on his face.
Elena looked at it, but couldn't help but smile on her face, "I'm afraid Mr. Ford was joking, you're staying here fine, and you have someone to protect you when you leave the house, how could you get hurt?"
"But my heart is full of trauma! Only you can make up for it ......" he nervously grabbed her hand and pressed it to his chest, "Elena, my heart has been dead, dead for twenty years since the year Joanna left me, and at one point I thought that I would never be able to see her again, and I could only die alone like this ......"
"Mr. Ford......" Elena jerked her hand back hard, but the strength of the men and women was so disparate that she couldn't shake it.
Edward's face is sincere, but the bottom of his eyes are full of hurt, "Elena, I know you must be the last thought Joanna left me, and the only expectation she gave me to stay in this world. ......"
"Edward!"
Elena, inexplicably frightened, shouted his name in a stern voice.
Edward suddenly came back to his senses, which realized that he had lost his temper, a look of confusion.
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