Sara pouted with dissatisfaction. She felt wronged at Hester's words. She was a mother, but why was she always taken care of as a child?
"Hester, why are you laughing at me now?"
"It's my fault. Don't be angry, okay? Allen and I are doing this for your own good. Don't think you can't do anything about it!
After all, you are pregnant now. We can't afford any accident. What's more, you can get out of here in my name. If you get hurt because of my carelessness, Allen will fight me to death!"
Hester looked at Sara helplessly and comforted her. In the final analysis, as long as something was pointed to, it would be good. If it was too much, it would inevitably cause resistance.
Moreover, three years would make people grow up anyway. She was confident in this recognition.
Nodding approvingly, Sara thought of the cold face of Allen, and naturally agreed with her in his heart. But for the feeling of being disciplined, she was like a child in the rebellious period, very resistant.
"I know you are doing this for me, but since I was pregnant, Allen has been saying this and that to me every day.
It's not easy to beg him hard today, so he let go of me. Don't say that again!"
"Okay, I know. Don't worry now."
Hester nodded hard and promised repeatedly that she wouldn't say that again. Then she walked slowly with her.
"But, Sara, I envy you very much!"
"Envy me?"
Looking at Hester in disbelief, Sara was confused. Hester looked very normal, mature and steady. She exuded an elite temperament everywhere. Why would she like to be tamed?
"Yes! I really envy you!"
She raised her head and tucked the short hair around her ear. Hester's voice was so low that it was almost inaudible. It dissipated in the air with the gentle wind.
In fact, she was envious of Sara
h blood all over her body, her face pale and her eyes dull.
"What happened? What happened? Why did she fall down?"
Holding her shoulders tightly with both hands, Allen's gentle face looked a little distorted.
"I don't know! I don't know!"
Hester repeated this sentence with tears on her face. Thinking of Sara, who was in the ward, Hester felt very guilty.
"Mr. Allen, please calm down!"
Austin, in a white gown, breathed quickly. With a gleam shining in his dark eyes, he walked quickly to Hester.
"The floor is cold. Get up first!"
He pulled her up from the ground and ran his fingers through her messy hair. He found a hair rope and tied her hair behind her back.
He looked at the bloodstain all over her body and couldn't help but check her carefully. Seeing that she was not injured, he was slowly relieved. He took off his white coat and enveloped her in it. Then he looked up at Allen.
"I've asked the director to come up in person. Miss Sara won't have too much of a problem. Mr. Allen, please don't worry!"
At this point, no matter what he said was useless. Allen clenched his fists, leaned against the wall dejectedly and looked down.
"Sara, you must hold on!"