Brett looked at her face, "What's wrong with you?"
The dim light illuminated Izabella's face, which was devoid of color.
Kaley, outside the door, saw that no one was answering her, so she said pitifully, "Brett, I'm not feeling well. If you're busy with Ms. Salotti, I'll just go to the hospital by myself."
"Don't go, I'll take you to the hospital." Brett stood up, straightened his clothes, and then looked at the equally pathetic Izabella, covering her with a blanket.
Brett approached the door, his eyes red and trembling, and all his dissatisfaction vanished when he saw Kaley in distress.
"What happened? Why did your head suddenly start hurting?" Brett inquired, gently touching Kaley's forehead.
Kaley explained, her voice strained and teary, "I think I might have bumped it earlier. I'm experiencing dizziness and nausea... I initially thought I could tough it out, but the pain is becoming unbearable." Sobbing softly, she timidly glanced inside the room. "I didn't mean to disturb you and Ms. Salotti."
Her teary eyes and pitiful appearance evoked sympathy. Witnessing this, along with Izabella's recent unwell condition, Brett tenderly stroked Kaley's head and spoke in an even gentler tone, "You didn't disturb us, don't let such thoughts trouble you. Let me take you to the hospital for a thorough examination."
"Would Ms. Salotti... mind?" Kaley looked even more wronged, making Brett feel even guiltier.
"She's not as important as you are."
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