She needed to stay warm because she was still in the confines of giving birth.

She requested the nurse for a wheelchair after donning the coat and hat.

She couldn’t walk because she was still in plaster after breaking her leg, so she had to rely on a crutch or a wheelchair. Given her current physical condition, she had no choice but to use a wheelchair.

Isaac lifted her.

Dumbfounded, she asked, “What are you doing? I can sit in the wheelchair!”

“I’LL ask the driver to put it in the car.” Isaac was unconcerned about her thoughts. He just wanted to carry her in his arms. Purposefully he loosened his grip on her. She was so terrified by his act that she wrapped her hands around his neck again and said, “Let me go if you aren’t strong enough to lift me. I’ll break my leg again if I fall.”

He appreciated the fact that she took the initiative to hug him. After that, he smiled.

“Do you not

“How would I know?”

you know,” Isaac said

still unable to interpret his meaning. But she didn’t

afraid she’d get cold. The driver opened the door for them. Isaac

bottom of her heart when she raised her head and saw his

She quickly calmed down.

her condition, be good to her? She was skeptical. Once again,

“Are you feeling

okay,” she

seemed she didn’t want to say anything else to him. When Isaac heard her frigid tone, he was disappointed but also tolerant

and lost her baby. He was the one who

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