Seeing that she could speak and move, the maids only then dared to come forward. The six of them carefully helped her to stand.
"Young Madam?" Ava was still shedding tears, staring at Tara Summer's pale face, "Are you really okay? Do you want me to call a doctor?"
Tara shook her head. Her knee still ached dully. She forced a sarcastic smile, "I can count on one hand the number of times I've been ill since I was a child, but who would've thought, over the past couple of months, I've fallen ill more times than I can count on both hands."
"Young Madam, don't say that. You'll get better." The twins held her hand. Their eyes were red. Ava was still crying while Audrey was on the verge of tears.
They both held their tongues, holding tightly onto Tara's hand.
"I'm fine, I'll get through this!" With an encouraging smile, Tara began to move forward with their assistance.
She moved slowly, feeling prickling pain in her knees. It was so difficult for her to move due to her weakened legs.
