“You heard everything, didn’t you?” Carter was frank with her.
Shirley calmly asked, “Who’s Evan? Why are you meeting this person?”
Carter scanned Shirley’s face calmly before he walked to the toilet. “You don’t need to know too much. You just need to follow my orders.”
It did not seem that he wanted to explain, but after he said that, Carter heard Shirley chuckling coldly behind him.
“Yeah, I don’t need to know. I’m always like a clown with no dignity, and I only need to listen to Mr. Carter’s orders and arrangement.” Carter suddenly stopped in his tracks.
When he turned around, Shirley had already gone into her room with her glass of water and tightly shut the door to the room.
Clown?
Carter lowered his gaze and laughed at himself. Presently, he was the one who seemed more like a clown.
The next morning.
When Shirley woke up, she realized that Carter had left.
She saw the breakfast on the table, and she knew Carter had prepared this for her.
She then saw that he had prepared two servings of breakfast.
Did he purposely prepare extra for Lillian? Was he only stubborn on the surface but soft inside? Was there still kindness in his heart?
Shirley thought about that silently. After she helped Lillian to wash up, she handed some of the breakfast to Lillian.
“Lily, have some. Don’t go hungry.” Shirley smiled gently and amiably.
Lillian nodded obediently and cleverly. Suddenly, Shirley felt a pang in her heart. Tears also began to well up in her eyes.
‘I know you’d blame me, but it’s okay. I’ll come and find you after a while, so when the time comes, I’ll repent the sins I’ve done to you.’
Shirley thought about it silently and lifted her hand to wipe away her tears.
At this moment, she suddenly had a thought.
Carter had left, so did it mean she had the chance to take Lillian away from here?
Shirley, no longer in the mood to eat breakfast, immediately moved her wheelchair to the entrance.
When Lillian saw this, she placed the milk down from her hand and walked toward the door.
However, Shirley tried to open the door a few times, and yet she failed every time.
Of course. How would Carter not know what she had in mind?
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