I went to the bathroom to take a shower. I put on the clothes that I had washed and dried last night.
I was worried about Munchkin, so after going out and drying my hair, I sat on the sofa in a daze. I occasionally looked at Theo, rushing him. "Hurry up."
Someone came and brought Theo some clothes. He handed a shopping bag to me, saying, "The clothes here are new. Want to put them on?"
I shook my head. "It's too much trouble."
When Theo was done changing, I gave Mason a call.
The call quickly got through. The man's weary voice entered my ears. "Wanda."
He sounded like he had not slept all night.
I took a deep breath and adjusted my mood, saying," I'll send you an address. Let's meet up."
"Okay."
After hanging up the phone, I caught Theo staring at m e with a deep and dark gaze.
I was stunned, then I asked, "What's wrong?"
"Let's go to the hospital first,” he said, lifting his hand t o brush away the loose strands in front of my
forehead to the side.
"Forget it." I subconsciously refused. "We should find Munchkin first. This is our utmost priority right now."
Theo frowned. "Your health is equally important."
I took a deep breath. "I said, we should find Munchkin first."
I got up and walked to the door after saying that.
The man grabbed my arm, and I looked back at him with a frown. "Theo Grant! I just want to find Munchkin right now."
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