"Alright, Mommy promises to try not to get sick." She lifted her eyes and saw Snowball standing by the bedside, her pair of clear black-and-white eyes looking at her.
From those blinking eyes, she saw undisguised concern.
Sophie Sullivan felt a warmth in her heart, "Is Snowball worried about Mommy?"
Snowball pursed her little mouth and nodded. Sophie patted the spot next to her, "Come over to Mommy's side."
Snowball hesitated for a moment but eventually climbed over next to her. Sophie affectionately kissed her, "Mommy promises you all, I'll get better soon."
Thomas Shannon, who was bending over to pour water, heard this and the frown on his forehead relaxed.
He returned to the bedside with the water and looked at the two little fellows cuddling next to her, feeling a bit envious.
She's truly good to Snowball and William Westlake, so gentle that it seems like her tenderness could overflow.
But to him... it wasn't like this.
