Even if Luke didn’t care about her, didn't he care about his son?
It was so late. Wasn't he worried that Brad would catch a cold?
Eileen's face darkened. She coughed a bit and took Brad’s hand, walking in the opposite direction.
As Brad's soles hurt, he tiptoed slowly.
He turned around and looked in the direction that Luke had left. He thought, " Why could my dad not let my mom take his car?"
His mother would catch a cold in her wet clothes.
Seeing the child's clumsy steps, Eileen squatted down, wrapped him in the big jacket tightly, and then picked him up.
Brad struggled, "Mom, I can walk on my own."
"I get wet, but I still have strength. Don't touch me, or you’ll get wet." Eileen said.
Her clothes were extremely wet and became heavy. Her shoes were also wet. She could not walk steadily with her crippled legs.
Eileen was exhausted when she walked out of the big park.
She wanted to hail a taxi, but she was in such a mess that the driver would not be willing to take her.
Taking a bus would attract a lot of attention for they were so messy. Because Brad was beside her, she didn't want to do that.
After standing there for a while, Eileen took a taxi and paid the driver more than usual.
There were plastic bags in the taxi, so she opened them.
Some of them were put under her hips, while others were put under her feet. She didn't want to dirty the taxi.
Brad sat next to her obediently.
Furious Luke drove the Bentley fast, like racing the car.
He flew on the road without paying attention to traffic lights.
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