Molly looked a bit worried.
She only took a few steps before catching up with Ivy.
"Ivy, I think my dad might have separation anxiety. After he dropped us off, he just stood there and didn't want to leave," Molly said to Ivy seriously.
"What?" Ivy looked surprised, "What should we do?"
"I'll figure something out when I get back," replied Molly.
Even though she had adapted to the life of an ordinary elementary school student, she still hadn't adjusted to a normal family life.
For many years, the biggest demand she and Felix had for each other was simply to survive.
Now, Felix seemed more and more like a doting father, which Molly found a bit hard to comprehend.
For Ivy, that day felt as long as being fried in oil.
She called Rosalynn during the morning break to inquire about her dad's condition.
At lunch, she even wanted to leave school to go to the hospital, but Molly stopped her.
In the afternoon, Ivy called Rosalynn again to ask about her dad.
Finally, the school bell rang.
Ivy packed up her bagpack and shot out like an arrow.
"Ivy."
Just as she dashed out, someone stopped her.
She turned around, "Liam, what's up? I'm in a rush!"
"This is for you." Liam handed her a file bag.
The contents of the bag seemed freshly printed; she could still smell the ink.
Ivy took it without hesitation, "I'll take a good look at it, can I go now?"
Liam nodded.
Ivy immediately turned and ran off.
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