When I was about to say something, the little guy beside me let go of my legs, ran to Aimee and grabbed her skirt hem.

Seeing this, Aimee and I were both stunned.

Lundy stared at me pitifully, as if he would continue to cry if I took him away.

I didn't intend to take him away. I just said, "Lundy's condition is not stable yet. I have to trouble you these days. If it's not convenient, you can ask Cheryl to take him back at any time."

Aimee's POV

When I gave the treatment to Felton on Sunday, I was mocked by Erica. Fortunately, I don't have to deal...