Anne Sutton looked at the man, the corners of her lips turning up. "Let's eat."
With that, she sat down, picked up her bowl, and started to eat.
Nathan Fawcett asked, "Going out?"
"Mhm." Anne's face was clouded with worry. "My sister... I need to keep a close eye on her for the next couple of days."
'Dad's useless; I can't count on him. If he were to look after Sharon, he'd probably just provoke her into trying to kill herself again.'
'And it's not right to dump everything on Mom, so I have to help share the burden.'
Hearing this, the butler said excitedly, "Ma'am, we're going to the hospital as well. Why don't you come with us?"
Nathan frowned at the butler's words. "Who asked you to butt in?"
He clearly didn't want Anne to know his plans.
He had always maintained an air of mystery around her.
