Without asking Hans' approval first, Achiera took the remaining room.
"Okay, I booked the room."
She saw Hans, pity immediately filled her heart. She stroked his shoulder and whispered, "Hang on. We've got a room, even though it's small, the important thing is that you can rest first."
Achiera looked back at the receptionist, "Miss, but my money and cell phone are locked in the car. I will make the payment later, as soon as my friend arrives. Can you do that?"
Hansen, Mommy, hope you can track us down soon, Achiera thought.
"All right, no problem. Here are your room keys, and please enjoy the night." The receptionist gave a professional smile.
Those words sounded so strange to Achiera's ears, but she didn't care about it. Most importantly for her, Hans could take a shower and change clothes.
A few steps, as Achiera focused on carrying Hans walking, the receptionist gave Hans a thumbs up, and the man replied with a wink.
