Molly Harguez shook her head. She walked to Mr. Mitchell's side and observed him for a long time. Only after confirming that everything was normal with him did she go to Aldy. "You should rest."
Nia Mitchell lowered her head and pulled out her cell phone. It was 3 a.m. There were no missed calls and no unread messages. Uncle Peary... Nia sighed and did nothing, just lay on the large sofa.
「The next day—」
At the break of dawn, Mr. Mitchell moaned and woke up.
"Does the wound hurt a lot?" Molly Harguez was the first to hear Mr. Mitchell's voice and immediately went to him.
Hearing the sound, Nia and Aldy woke up too. Aldy could only turn his head to look in their direction, while Nia put on her shoes and walked over.
"Dad."
When Mr. Mitchell saw Nia, he was instantly relieved. Seeing that she was safe made him feel even more at ease. "You're not hurt, are you?" That was the first thing Mr. Mitchell said when he woke up.
