Thomas Reagan's cold eyes followed Vicdor Blake.

He stood up and went to the emergency room.

"How do you feel?" He looked at Snow Cecy worriedly.

"Much better than before! I had a fever last night and I didn't know who to call. Did I bother you?"

Snow Cecy asked apologetically.

"I'm not bothering you. I'm just worried about you."

Thomas Reagan smiled. His tone was so gentle as if he was coaxing a child.

The nurse was jealous of such a man.

When they were talking, footsteps came from outside.

"Mommy!", Alice came in with Mike.

Mike's eyes were still a little red, as if he had just cried....