Charlotte Thompson didn’t care about anyone stopping her as she walked straight into the patient’s room.
Mr. Ross was so infuriated by Charlotte’s attitude that his chest heaved violently.
Seeing this, Adam Ross quickly stepped forward to comfort him, "Mr. Ross, please don’t be angry."
"How can I not be angry when a young member of the Thompson Family dares to speak to me !" Mr. Ross coughed angrily.
However, Adam couldn’t help but sigh, "Mr. Ross, you should know why Charlotte acts this way toward you."
While he spoke, Adam’s gaze shifted through the glass window into the patient’s room. Updates are released by noveⅼfire.net
"She truly cares a lot about Jack and Chad."
Inside the room, Jack Thompson was sitting beside the bed, crying. He turned his head upon hearing the sound and saw Charlotte arriving.
He seemed somewhat stunned, looking carefully several times before he was sure that the person in front of him was indeed Charlotte.
Jack ran straight to Charlotte, not minding her wet and cold body, and hugged her.
"Mommy, you finally came. Jack missed you so much."
"Mommy missed you too."
Charlotte’s nose tingled with sourness, and she noticed her body was soaked. She quickly moved to put some distance between herself and Jack.
"Don’t hug Mommy just yet; Mommy is too wet. Don’t make yourself sick. What’s wrong with Chad?"
Charlotte looked up at Chad on the hospital bed, feeling pained yet again.
"Chad has been unhappy ever since returning to the Ross Family... and he has been sleeping poorly at night..." Jack said between sobs, his voice breaking intermittently.
"Then Chad got sick and ran a fever... Mommy, we really miss you..."
"It’s okay, it’s okay. Mommy is here. From now on, Mommy will never let anyone take you away."
Charlotte clenched her palm tightly, warming her hand before daring to wipe Jack’s tears away.
She looked at Chad on the hospital bed. These two children had been by her side for so many years, never having suffered such a serious illness before.
Charlotte now wished she could transfer their pain to herself, willing to suffer a thousand times more rather than let her little children endure this torment.
"You are all wet with rainwater, don’t get sick. Dry yourself off."
Just then, Adam walked in and handed Charlotte a towel.
However, Charlotte’s expression when looking at Adam was not too good.
Adam, adept at reading facial expressions, noticed the scrutiny in Charlotte’s eyes. He draped the towel over Charlotte’s shoulders, apologizing with a face full of guilt.
"I’m sorry, I didn’t expect Grandpa to take things this far."
He only found out about the day’s events when he returned home from the company.
Adam always believed he, as the father of the children, cared about them completely.
But now, seeing Charlotte , he suddenly felt utterly ridiculous.
How could he claim he was Jack and Chad’s father, looking ?
"Chad’s high fever has gone down. The doctor said a few days of rest should suffice," Adam spoke up.
Charlotte acknowledged him with a nod, but her gaze stayed fixed on the hospital bed.
Seeing this, Adam turned to leave, but Charlotte stopped him.
"Adam, do me a favor."
Assuming it was something about Jack and Chad, Adam listened attentively.
However, the next moment he heard Charlotte say quietly,
"I left my car at the previous intersection. Could you drive it back for me? My license already has points deducted."