Chapter 53: Chapter 62: Do We Need to Take Responsibility (7) Chapter 53: Chapter 62: Do We Need to Take Responsibility (7) He casually drove the car to a parking lot near the tro station, left the car, and took the tro back ho.
He hurriedly used his key to open the door, only to find no one inside. Raymond’s school bag was there, and the clothes he wore to school that morning were taken off and thrown carelessly on the bed, but there was no one.
A chill went down Percy’s spine, and he quickly charged his mobile phone. Perhaps because it had been low on power for a long ti, it took over ten minutes for the phone screen to co back on. He anxiously dialed Raymond’s number.
Percy imdiately scolded his son when he heard that Raymond had gone to the hospital with soone. “Raymond, how many tis have I told you not to go with strangers? You’re five years old, not a three-year-old child!”
Percy was not a person who talked a lot, nor was he the nagging type. But since that day of his 19th birthday, a sudden appearance of a child had fallen into his hands, and the paternity test showed that he was indeed his son. His life took a 180-degree turn, and from then on, he played both father and mother, acting both the strict and kind parent.
Raymond glanced at Isabel Smith, then said sowhat unhappily to his father on the phone, “Father, Sister Isabel isn’t just so random stranger, she’s my…”
Raymond wanted to say ‘the woman who I fell in love with at first sight,’ but when he thought of Isabel being there, he suddenly closed his mouth, with his small face blushing from his ears. When Percy heard “Sister Isabel,” the anger in his heart instantly subsided. He lowered his head, looked out the window at the cars coming and going downstairs, and asked, “When will you co back?”
Raymond answered honestly, “Father, I am coming ho now.”
Raymond hung up the phone and said to Isabel Smith, “It was my dad calling, asking where I am.”
Isabel Smith smiled and helped Raymond tidy up his clothes, packed the remaining dicine, and then led Raymond out of the hospital by the hand.
Because Raymond was sick and his father was waiting for him, Isabel Smith didn’t dare to delay and quickly sent Raymond ho.
…
On the way back, the traffic had cleared up, and it only took about ten minutes to get to the apartnt where Isabel Smith and Raymond lived.
Isabel Smith held Raymond’s hand with one hand and carried her bag with the other, walking towards the apartnt building.
As they walked, Raymond obediently and sincerely said to Isabel Smith, “Sister Isabel, thank you.”
“No problem,” Isabel replied, unintentionally noticing that Raymond’s shoelaces had co loose. She squatted down and helped him retie his shoelaces.
When Isabel Smith stood up after tying his shoelaces, she caught a glimpse of a familiar figure standing at the entrance of the apartnt building.
It was Percy Stanton, who had been missing for several days.
Had he co for her?
Isabel Smith slowly straightened up, thinking about how to greet Percy, but suddenly Raymond called out, “Father!”
When Isabel Smith heard Raymond calling his father, she looked around, wanting to see who Raymond’s father was. She also ntally prepared herself to explain to Raymond’s father why she took Raymond to the hospital without his permission.
On the ground floor of the apartnt building, only a few people passed by. One was a young girl slightly younger than her, another was an old woman, and the other was a middle-aged man.
Isabel instinctively thought that the middle-aged man must be Raymond’s father, so she changed her posture and looked at the middle-aged man with a very friendly smile.
In this world, there is a type of woman like Isabel Smith, who is elegant and demure when quiet, and radiates the beauty of blooming flowers when she smiles.
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