Eileen shook her head. "I didn't prepare lunch for you today."
"Mom, did you get up late today?"
"No. From today on, I won't help you prepare lunch boxes. You have to eat with your classmates at school," Eileen said.
Brad was rather picky about food. As long a s there was something he didn’t like in school lunch, he wouldn’t eat well.
However, she was now in terminal cancer.
If she died one day, no one would spoil Brad as she did.
"Why?"
"There is no specific reason. I am just so busy that I have no time to prepare any food for you."
Brad felt aggrieved. Pouting his lips, he was overwhelmed with disappointment and sadness.
It seemed that his mother didn't love him anymore.
Suddenly, the sound of footsteps came.
They all turned back.
It was Luke who walked out of the bedroom.
Brandy quickly greeted him, "Mr. Bennington, good morning"
"Good morning," Luke answered in a cold voice.
Eileen saw his eyes sweeping from Brad behind Brandy to the wheelchair, and then he frowned deeply.
Consumed with anxiety, she felt her heart was in her mouth.
He said before that the wheelchair was a real eyesore that he wanted to throw it away.
Thinking of this, she quickly walked over and lifted the wheelchair with both hands. Then she quickened her steps and headed outside the apartment.
Brandy walked in front with Brad on his back, while Eileen followed him with the wheelchair.
From time to time, the wheelchair hit the ground or wall, making a crisp sound.
Eileen gritted her teeth and walked faster.
Although she was clumsy, she didn't care that she looked so much like a clown at this moment.
After all, he was just a passer-by of this apartment. He usually came without notifying her, and would leave when he got bored of her.
She could keep him here for one night, but she couldn't keep him forever.
A moment later, everything was tidied up, and she took all the laundry to the bathroom. Stroking the sheets, Eileen had mixed feelings.
After being stunned for a while, she walked out of the room, only to see Luke sitting on the sofa. It turned out that he didn't leave.
Eileen was surprised, but she didn’t ask him the reason.
Even if she did, it would only bring disgrace to herself.
She was glad that he decided to stay here for a little longer.
Walking past him, Eileen went to the bathroom to clean Brad’s clothes.
It was almost at the height of summer. The bright sunshine penetrated into the room through the open window, with rays of sunlight landing on the floor beside her.
The light-yellow halo could always make people feel warm inside, and the foam generated from clothes-washing floated into the air, reflecting colorful brilliance against the sunlight.
This scene would touch people's hearts. However, Luke was an exception.
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