"Grandma, it's okay. I accidentally scratched my face when I was playing with the hanger myself. Uncle and Auntie took me to the hospital. It's okay." Jennifer threw herself into Wendy's arms, holding her tightly, enjoying her Grandma's love.
When Arthur came in, he saw this scene and was deeply moved.
Such a small girl was surprisingly so understanding. She was such a good child. She even cried when the doctor was cleaning the wound on her face at the hospital.
For a moment, he felt guilty.
"It's good that it's fine. Jennifer's skin is as tender and fair as white petals. If there are any wounds on it, it will be serious." Wendy looked up at Arthur, who had just come in, and said, "Arthur, you must take care of her. Make sure Jennifer goes to the hospital a few times to completely heal the wound on her face, leaving no scars."
"Mom, don't worry, I will." Arthur nodded and looked at Elaine.
Elaine was tired of Chris, not feeling guilty at all.
He frowned. Elaine was already spoiled by Sheryl. Indeed, no matter how he looked at it, she was not as understanding and considerate as Jennifer. He had to admire Sylvia's ability to take care of the child.
By the bedside.
Sylvia was feeding porridge to Marivic.
"It's good, I will eat it well. Thank you, Sylvia, you've worked hard." Marivic accepted a spoon of porridge, praising her.
Arthur walked over.
"You can give the porridge and dumplings to Grandpa and Auntie, and Uncle to eat them." Sylvia instructed him.
"Okay." Arthur immediately opened up the insulated lunch boxes in his hand. Each person had a bowl of porridge and ten dumplings. They were hot and served with side dishes. They were especially refreshing. They also brought a large bucket of pork rib soup.
Jessan swallowed his saliva. Sylvia's cooking was indeed good. Just by smelling the aroma, he had an appetite.
He had been in the ward for two days, and at that time, he really wanted to drink some light soup and water, so he unceremoniously ate it.
Brent and Wendy also ate and drank with smiles.
"Did you?" Arthur was surprised, "I don't know, look for it again, if it's in another place."
Upon hearing this, Sylvia searched the car for a while and said, "I clearly placed it in this spot, but now it's gone."
"Could it be that the children took it?"
"No way. The children left the car first, and I put them in the car before we came."
"Then I don't know." Arthur shrugged, a wicked smile on his lips, "You left that for your adulterer, right?"
Listening to the man's sinister tone, Sylvia glared at him.
She had reason to suspect that he had thrown away the two boxes of bento.
But there was no evidence, and she couldn't get angry, so she took out her phone and called Charles.

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