Joyce was forced to stay in bed.
Although there is still residual heat in her body temperature, she is an idle person. It feels like she is getting hairy.
In the afternoon, Luther himself went to the school to pick Andres up.
When Anderson got home, the first thing he did was rush to Joyce's room.
"Mommy, Daddy says you're sick. Is it serious?" Anderson climbed into bed and burrowed into Joyce's arms, reaching out with both little arms to wrap around her.
Luther followed Anderson into the room.
"It's not serious, it's just a common cold." Joyce discontentedly glared at Luther, "What nonsense with Andres, which is not so serious, I have been well."
"Have you taken your medicine?" Luther walked over to the bed and poured her a glass of water.
"Ate." It felt like he was checking in on her regularly, and she was speechless.
Being in Luther's care is not that different in nature from being in jail.
"Mommy, at school today, there were classmates, and teachers. They all watched the news and knew that my grandmother is a general's wife and that my mommy is a major general. Because Mommy had a fake mask on before, some teachers and classmates had seen you. They all recognized you." Anderson told Joyce about what happened in the kindergarten.
Joyce frowned slightly, really, want to hide can not be hidden.
Her previous Zora Knowles' looks have been revealed.
Teachers have seen it and parents of classmates have seen it, so it's only a matter of time before word spreads in kindergarten.
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