However, not matter what Graciella said, Phillip was only lying there quietly, and only her own sad voice was echoing in the ward.
Graciella stayed there for a long time before she left.
When she got out of the hospital, she received Loomis's message.
"Sweetie, where are you? Do you have time to have dinner with me? I'm flying back to the Southern region tonight."
Graciella wiped the tears on her face and replied, "Hey, if it's your treat, I'll think about it."
She didn't want to go back home and let her mother saw her like this anyway.
Perhaps she would feel a little better if she met up with her friend. She quite liked spending time with Loomis, as he was a very decent man.
Loomis replied soon. "Sounds good. I'm already at the River City Restaurant. Life is too difficult. In order to master more living skills, I'm practicing using chopsticks with my left hand."
Graciella smiled when she read it. "Are you trying to tell me that I should treat you because your life is too hard?"
Loomis sent a smiling emoji. "Nothing is impossible to a willing heart. In fact, I already have a lot of wishes, but I can't find the shooting star for me."
Graciella didn't really know what to say. She felt Loomis was a little strange today.
She replied, "You are living a much better life than me. This world is cruel, so you should take care of the weak ones."
"I don't think you are the weak ones anyway, because you're braver than me."
"You are being ridiculous."
"Do you think that your name will appear in my family registration book one day?"
Loomis's answer was completely irrelevant.
"What do you mean??" Graciella asked.
She had lived abroad for a long time, so she didn't know all the buzzwords nowadays.
As she did not know how to answer him, she sent a picture of two small goldfishes to him and asked, "Which one do you think is more handsome? We will eat it tomorrow."
Loomis quickly replied, "Neither of them is as handsome as me. Do you want to eat me tomorrow?"
Graciella was totally speechless this time.
She never knew that Loomis, who always looked so serious, could also do the sappy talk.
She didn't reply anymore but just drove to the restaurant straight away.
The weather in autumn started getting a little chilly, especially when the cool wind blowing in throug the window.
Henrick was lying on the sofa and reading the script carefully. The chilly wind suddenly made him shiver. He looked up at the window and then looked at his brother, who was sitting in front of the computer, then put on an annoyed face. He didn't want to get sick.
"Hey, can you close the window? It's so cold."
Kenneth didn't even look at him. "I don't have time. You can get up and shut the window yourself. I'm taking care of the business."
Henrick pursed his lips. He didn't understand why his brother could still run his business when they were still in great pain.
He never used to read the script so many times before he remembered it, but now, ever since the accident happened to his mother, he just couldn't concentrate on it anymore.
He threw the script aside. He was only playing a child in the show, but how could there be so many lines?
He stood up slowly, put on his fluffy black rabbit head slippers, and walked to the window.
Looking at the slippers, he shook his head slightly. Because they were triplets, so everything his mother bought for them was the same style but different color.
After closing the window, Henrick stood behind Kenneth, looking at his brother's fingers moving so fast on the keyboard. He lifted his hands and tried in the air, realizing that he was far slower than his brother.
"Kenneth, why don't you teach me how to play?"
"It takes talent."
Henrick was speechless. Even though he had the talent, he wouldn't know how to use it if he had no one to teach him.
Since her mother's accident, the two of them had never gone to see her.
They just wanted to think that their mother went on a trip, and she would be back soon when she was tired and the trip was over.
Kenneth's eyes darkened. He knew Ricky was upset and didn't want to see their mother lying in the bed unconsciously.
He was even more unwilling to accept this fact either, and he would rather believe that his mother had gone off to travel.
He really wished that he could fool himself like this.
"Ricky, none of us know when mom will wake up. You have to face the reality."
Henrick paused slightly. His felt throat was a little sore. He didn't turn around but glanced behind him for the corner of his eyes.
"I said that I'm not going. Don't mention this to me again." He could not see his mother lying in the hospital like that. He was so worried that he would never forget that image anymore if he went.
"Ricky......"
"I'm tired now." His refusal made Kenneth couldn't open his mouth anymore.
Looking at Henrick's lonely back, and his heart ached.
They never even asked Gia anything when she came back from the hospital, and Gia didn't mention a word either.
They only heard from their aunt that their mother's condition was getting better and better, and she would wake up soon.
However, they still didn't want to accept it, and still trying to avoid it.
Kenneth had heard Ricky crying in his dreams at night, but he never said anything. He just let his tears flow down his face when he heard it.
Kenneth sent a text message to Lucian.
"Uncle Lucian, this silver-grey car with the plate number 17** is very suspicious. You should check it soon."
Lucian quickly replied, "Kenny, I have also found this car. I have been tracking them all this while. I will contact you as soon as we hear anything from them."
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