She was so angry that her whole body trembled, and she glared coldly at Helen Melendy's back before collapsing to the ground.
"I'm not going to work today, I'll stay home with you."
After breakfast, Harry Hall lifted Helen Melendy into the wheelchair and pushed her for a walk in the yard.
The bump on Helen Melendy's forehead hadn't completely subsided, so naturally she wasn't fit for work and didn't oppose Harry Hall's suggestion.
"Alright."
Harry Hall initially thought she would insist on going to work, but when she agreed, he was taken aback for a moment.
Then, he let out a few low laughs in a good mood.
The expansive Hall Family garden has its own winter scenery.
The warm sunshine sprinkled on the lawn, as Harry Hall pushed Helen Melendy, strolling in the warm garden, exuding a sense of tranquility.
Harry Hall's heart stirred, he leaned down to Helen Melendy's ear, and whispered:
"Did you miss me while I was away these past couple of days?"
