Olivia returned to the Heath residence gloomily. Molly still hadn't gone to bed, and a warm light flickered in her room.

Tatiana let Molly try on the scarf she had just knitted. "They fit just right. I'll knit gloves and a hat for you tomorrow."

"Thank you, Mom." In just a few days, Molly had gotten much better. Her cheeks had plumped up a little.

"Come on, you don't have to thank me. I'm your mom, after all. In the future, I'll make it up to you even more, so please get well soon."

Olivia knocked on the door and went in. Molly trusted Olivia very much, and her eyes lit up when she saw Olivia.

"You're back, Olivia. Where did you go?"

"I checked in on a patient. Are you okay?" Olivia's originally foul mood got better as soon as she saw Molly.

"Yes, I'm alright. My stomach stopped aching, and my appetite has improved a lot compared to before. Your medicine is quite effective."

Molly was like the sun. She was sad about losing her child, but she would force a smile in front of everyone else.

for she didn't want them

Krystal. One of them was

kept hurting people, but

Molly could be a

before returning to her room. Her phone kept vibrating on her bedside table, but

was denied passage. "Sorry, Mr. Miller, but Mr. Heath said that if you don't

speaking, Yale passed by

it were before and he saw

in a hurry. He didn't even want to say

go of everything and lived only for

people he didn't want to deal with, and he could skip the greetings he wanted to

"What right does he have to go

Mr. Heath's orders. Mr. Miller, please don't make this

go back dejectedly. He sat in

as he pleased. It was

two, he couldn't bring himself to

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