Just now, she had been looking for her two brothers, only to realize they were with Molly Walker the whole time.
Looking at Molly, dressed like a fairy in the middle of them all, Gillian Thompson's tears welled up in her eyes.
It used to be her standing in the center, being pampered and protected!
It was her who had been by their side for twenty years!
Why did everything change as soon as Molly arrived?
Gillian bit her lip hard, until the taste of blood brought her back to her senses.
Seeing Isabelle's flustered look, Gillian maneuvered her wheelchair forward: "Brother, second brother..."
"I finally escaped from the hospital, and you guys didn't even come to pick me up." She whined bitterly. If this were in the past, they would have relented no matter what, but now...
Damian Thompson smiled and said softly, "We were helping your sister get familiar with the surroundings."
Gillian's smile froze on her face.
