Pouring a glass of water in the kitchen, ready to go upstairs, Esther Shaw's voice suddenly sounded softly, "Feeling better?"
"It's okay, Mom, you should sleep early." He turned his head and replied to her, then continued to stride upstairs.
Raine Sullivan was much more settled after getting his affirmative answer. When he asked her to drink water, she'd drink water; when he asked her to sleep, she'd sleep. She was quiet like a doll.
Ethan Laurent stayed with her in her room for a while, hesitating about whether to leave.
He was unsure whether Raine Sullivan's recent wound was intentional or accidental. Tonight, her mood was too low, and she'd drunk too much; he was worried she'd think too negatively.
Leo sat cross-legged downstairs, his gaze constantly fixed on the direction upstairs where Ethan Laurent had disappeared.
Taking out his phone to check the time, it's already been nearly an hour.
He still hasn't come out!
