Chapter 1215:

Ernest let out a faint scoff, clearly exasperated by his son’s awkwardness. He knelt to Locke’s level.

“From now on, you’re to get along with Joy and look after her. Understood?”

Locke nodded quickly. “I understand, Dad.”

He glanced at Joy again, now fully aware of the responsibility placed on him.

In the hospital’s elevator bank, Elissa stepped out and hurried down the corridor, a small bag in hand—the one Melba had asked her to bring.

“Elissa! Elissa!”

The voice echoed behind her, but she didn’t immediately register it.

“Elissa!” The voice grew louder.

She paused, puzzled, and turned around.

Ernest and Locke were walking toward her.

Elissa smiled in

she bent

pouted. “Elissa, didn’t you hear me

meeting his eyes with sincerity. “I didn’t

“Elissa,

not at all.” She shook her head. “I came to visit someone.

brought me to see my aunt

Realization dawned on Elissa—Joy.

Locke lifted his chin. “Elissa, I want to invite you

to invite me to dinner?” She

find Dad last time.

chuckled, reaching out to pat his head. “You’re such

the thrill at g aln ov el s

photo of the drawing Locke had made. “Look. This beautiful picture of me—you gave me this, remember? That

red. “You still have my

I accepted your drawing, I can’t accept a dinner

stood up. “I’ve got some things to take care of. See you next

and a polite nod to Ernest, Elissa turned and

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