Ethan Herd glanced at his mother without helping her sit down. After she was seated, he said, "Mum, stop pretending, you know? You might lose me if you continue like this."
Mrs. Herd sneered, "Alright, go ahead and let me lose one. I don't believe that without me, you could really find a wife, hmph ..."
Ethan immediately lost his confidence. Alright, that was true. Without his mother, he probably wouldn't be able to marry.
So…
"Mum, come on, lie down and rest. The wound must be hurting. I'll call the doctor for you." Ethan immediately changed his expression, showing concern as he helped his mother lie down.
Mrs. Herd gave him a sidelong glance: "Move away. I'm about to lose you. Why do you care about me?"
Ethan chuckled, "I was just kidding. You're my mother. Could I exist without you? Without you, how could I take over the Herd family? I would have been killed by that bastard couple. Mum, you're the best."
Mrs. Herd pursed her lips, "Now you know, huh?"
