Cecelia gently stroked her long, silky hair.
She was moved by her mother's love.
"Ms. Hurley, your daughter is fine, she just needs to rest. If there is nothing else, I will go out first, call me again if there is anything, and I will be at your service." Seeing this, the doctor said politely as he turned and walked out of the room and closed the door behind him. He left the time alone to the mother and daughter in the room.
A few moments later, Charlotte looked up from the crook of Cecelia's arm and suddenly said, "By the way, Mom. I called home but no one answered the phone. I called twice after I woke up and before you came. Is it possible that Grandpa hasn't come home even now?"
"Yes, I called too but no one answered. I don't know what's going on." Cecelia was actually very anxious, but she couldn't show that she was in a hurry to leave. After all, it was her own child. At this time she also needed to take care of Charlotte.
Charlotte hurriedly said, "Mom, you should go home and check on Grandpa. I'm fine, you don't need to stay with me. Just go home. It's my fault. If not for the accident, I would have been home long ago, and there is no need for you to make a trip back." As she spoke, she looked pretty upset.
"Charlotte, you are really a good girl." Cecelia let out a long sigh and touched Charlotte's forehead, "You really don't mind being alone?"
"It's okay, I'm a grownup now. Don't treat me like a child, Mom. I'm almost a mother myself." Charlotte blushed and lowered her head, stroking her belly, "It's okay, just as long as the baby is okay."
"Hmm." Cecelia gently patted the back of Charlotte's hand, "I'll go first, then."
"Get going. Don't forget to give me a call when you get home." Charlotte gave Cecelia a nudge.
"Good."
Cecelia hurriedly got up and left the VIP room quickly. In fact she wanted to rush back home.
Looking at the back of Cecelia's hurried departure, Charlotte's lips curled in a triumphant arc.
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