The gentle and jade-like man in the wheelchair slowly turned his head. When he saw Maggie, a warm smile spread across his handsome face.
"Maggie..."
Hearing this familiar address, Maggie dared to confirm that the man in front of her was Ricky, whom she had regarded as a brother since childhood.
Her tears couldn't stop falling, yet she held her chin high and walked up to Ricky, crying and scolding at the same time.
"You bastard, you're still alive, and you didn't even think to let me know!"
"I've been praying to God every day, asking him to give me back my two loved ones."
"Do you know that I almost cried my eyes out..."
Maggie's words reddened Alla's eyes. Maggie had done so much for them, and it would be insufficient to repay her even with a lifetime.
Looking at his elder sister who had taken care of him since childhood, Ricky's clear eyes also turned red...
"Maggie, I'm sorry, I was wrong..."
