"How is it? Is your body okay?" Mrs. Knight asked with concern in the sickroom.
"What are you doing here, all this way?" On the hospital bed, a very kind old man asked.
"I just came to see you, look at you, why do you still dislike me?" Mrs. Knight beamed, with a cute look of whining.
This was the first time that Dolly had seen Mrs. Knight pouting.
Perhaps, the relationship between the two of them was indeed very intimate.
"Who is this? Your daughter?" The old woman on the hospital bed asked in a low voice, with a look of disbelief.
"No, but it's kind of my half daughter." Mrs. Knight replied.
The two old people were chatting like this, and although they hadn't seen each other for years, they didn't feel awkward at all, and Dolly was watching this scene and suddenly felt very envious.
Maybe when I am old, I will also have some good sisters, they drink tea together, chatting, shopping, each spouting off their naughty children and grandchildren.
Such a life, is not a happy process.
Suddenly, the phone in the bag rang, "Where have you been? Why is there no one at home?" Brayden asked directly.
"Madam is out visiting an old friend today, I came with her, what's wrong?" Dolly answered in a whisper.
"When will you be back? I'll pick you up."
"No need to pick up, madam and I will be home soon."
After the two confided in each other some more, even each hung up the phone.
"Who is it, Brayden?" Mrs. Knight asked in a low voice as she slowly approached.
"Yes, he's home." Dolly replied.
Looking at the empty house, Brayden sat on the couch in the living room, a little bored.
Franklin was away, Mrs. and Dolly were both away, and he was the only man left in the house, so naturally he would feel a little empty in his heart.
"Dolly!" Suddenly, a familiar and vicious voice came to his ears.
Why is it her? Brayden immediately stood up and slowly walked to the door.
Sure enough, Leyla was yelling Dolly's name at the door.
"Leyla!" the man yelled.
"Plain water is fine!" She looked at the man in front of her and said proudly.
Still the same look, still the same furniture as before! Looking around, Leyla felt as familiar as ever!
"Hurry up and drink, drink up and hurry up!" Said Brayden directly put a glass of plain water in front of the woman.
"Madam, let's have hotpot tonight?" Dolly said while holding Mrs. Knight's arm.
"Yes, the weather is getting colder and colder, let's have hot pot, it can also warm up your body." Mrs. Knight replied.
Probably hearing the voices of the two women outside, Leyla, with one force, directly pounced Brayden on the sofa and kept fondling it, so that Brayden would touch the woman's sensitive position no matter how she moved.
"Ah, it hurts, slow down ......" In the courtyard, the two women looked at each other and immediately rushed into the living room.
"Brayden!" exclaimed Mrs. Knight, with a shocked expression.
"Ma'am." The man on the couch, called out in a small voice. The scene was clearly seen by Dolly.
And Leyla, who was riding Brayden, had a gloating look on her face.
"Dolly, that, let's go get some groceries." Said Mrs. Knight rushed to pull her away.
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