Russell was at a loss for words. He had never taken care of a child before, and seeing Kane like this made him feel completely anxious.
Russell didn't know how to comfort him. It gave him a headache.
Kane stayed downstairs for only a few minutes before he became restless. He quickly found an excuse to go back upstairs.
Surprisingly, he behaved well. He sat quietly beside Chantelle. As he lay next to her, his small hand gently held her fingers.
Mommy is sick. I'm not leaving. I'll stay with her.
Russell had no choice but to let him be.
Daniel arrived with chicken soup. The moment he heard Chantelle was sick, he panicked and rushed upstairs, completely ignoring his own injuries.
His chest tightened as he looked at her pale face. A dull pain hit across his chest.
This was his fault!
If not for the blood transfusion she did earlier to save him, she wouldn't have become so weak.
