Since it was fairly late, and the three of them didn’t have much to talk about, the mood in the ward was somewhat subdued, so Bella told them it was getting late and that she needed to leave.
The ward window was open. Mckenzie looked out of it and frowned. "When did it start to rain?"
Indeed, they didn’t know when, but it had begun to rain, and the rain was torrential.
"It won't be easy to hail a taxi in such heavy rain. Charlie, you should give them a ride," Mckenzie said.
Charlie nodded, indicating that he knew what to do.
He turned around, casually hooked the car key onto his slim finger from the table and then grabbed the trench coat on the side.
Bella's mother was looking at him all over very carefully.
Not until Bella tugged at her mother's sleeve did the latter come to herself.
Then her mother thought, 'He's so tall. He must be over five feet eleven.'
She had always wanted to find Bella a match, an eligible man well established in his career, and now she finally got what she wanted.
Meanwhile.
Grace, with Eaton in her arms and Andrew by her side, walked over.
Eaton's forehead was somewhat scalding. She was stroking his brow with her head down and thus didn’t notice those walking towards her head-on.
Bella, however, promptly spotted her. Naturally, Charlie who was walking ahead of her also saw Grace.
"Fortune, Eaton's fever seems to be minor. Just now I took his temperature. It's 38 degrees centigrade, so take it easy," Andrew consoled her.
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