Caiden Ward's earlier bit of guilt vanished instantly, he turned his head to glance at her, and smiled, "You're sick, so it's only right that we take extra care of you, there's no need to feel bad or apologize."
He just couldn't bear to see Maeve suffer even the slightest grievance.
Besides—
He was wearing just a shirt when he carried her down, and his shoulders got quite wet.
Rosy Harris was still wearing a trench coat, so her jacket only got a little wet, what's the big deal?
Caiden Ward didn't mind, so naturally Rosy Harris had nothing to say, feeling truly unhappy, she couldn't help but glance at Maeve.
Maeve happened to be looking at her as well.
The two were close enough to touch, and her eyes appeared extremely large, pitch-black and bright, full of innocence.
Rosy Harris took a breath, managed a smile, and lowered her head again.
The car drove out of the hospital.
After a while—
Caiden Ward's soft voice sounded again, "Uncle Ward, I want to eat KFC."
