Chapter 662: Chapter 662 Ti for a Wash and Sleep_1
In the evening, Alexander Sumrs and Atra Blanc had their first mother-son argunt.
“You can’t sleep in your sister’s room!” Atra Blanc said, her eyes reddening with anger.
In the past, Alexander Sumrs always coaxed, deceived, and concealed his true feelings from Atra Blanc, but now that he needed to take care of Purple Sumrs, he would inevitably be entering and exiting her room frequently. Making up excuses every ti would be too cumberso.
This ti he was especially insistent on his view, not backing down an inch, “Purple has trouble walking now, what should she do if she wants to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night? What if she gets thirsty and wants a drink of water? If her blanket falls to the ground, who will pick it up for her? Who will help her close the windows when it rains at midnight?”
Purple Sumrs wanted to say she was fine, but hearing Alexander care for her in every possible way inexplicably made her heart swell with a sour feeling.
She stole a glance at Atra Blanc and guiltily looked down.
Atra Blanc said, “I can take care of Purple…”
“Can you even carry her?” Alexander Sumrs interrupted Atra Blanc rcilessly, his tone sharp, “Mom, stop it. What if you drop Purple and her wound opens up? School is about to start. Do you want Purple to go to school on crutches?”
Atra Blanc’s chest heaved rapidly, her hand shaking as she pointed at Alexander Sumrs, too angry to speak, “Then, then you can’t… can’t sleep in Purple’s room. That’s too much!”
Alexander Sumrs said, “Mom, please go to sleep now. Don’t make things harder.”
Atra Blanc’s eyes brimd with tears, swirling and swirling until she finally bowed her head abruptly and ran out of the room.
Purple Sumrs looked at Alexander Sumrs with a complex expression and whispered, “You shouldn’t have spoken to Mom like that…”
“She’ll accept it sooner or later,” Alexander Sumrs said, frowning.
He quickly cleared Purple Sumrs’ desk, placed all the books she often read by the bed, and weighed the water jug on the desk.
The water jug was empty, so Alexander Sumrs picked it up to go downstairs to fill it with tea.
Just as he reached the doorway, he encountered Atra Blanc, who had returned.
Atra Blanc’s eyes were red, as if she had cried, and she carried a bedding pillow in her arms.
She ran in with her head down, silent as she spread the tatami mattress beside Purple Sumrs’ bed, making it clear she ant for Alexander Sumrs to sleep on the floor.
“You’ll sleep here,” Atra Blanc said after spreading it out, looking intently at Alexander Sumrs and emphasizing, “No funny business, and keep the door open.”
This ti Alexander Sumrs didn’t provoke her further and nodded in agreent, “Okay.”
Atra Blanc looked from Purple Sumrs to Alexander Sumrs, her expression sorrowful, almost tearful.
Alexander Sumrs’s head ached as he pushed her to leave, “Alright, it’s very late. Please go rest now, and rember to stew beef bone soup for Purple in the morning.”
He was domineering, almost like a bandit; Atra Blanc couldn’t stand up to her son and was tearfully pushed out, repeatedly emphasizing, “Alexander, you mustn’t do anything rash! Purple is your sister, you can’t…”
“I know, you’ve said it a hundred tis. I rember, she’s my sister. If I don’t take care of her, who will? Please go to bed!”
Atra Blanc said sothing else, but the words that followed were not clear to Purple Sumrs, only knowing that the pitiful Atra Blanc was pushed back into her room by Alexander Sumrs.
When Alexander Sumrs ca back, both he and Purple Sumrs looked at each other with a sense of helplessness in their eyes.
“Don’t worry, Mom will accept it eventually,” Alexander Sumrs said.
Purple Sumrs remained silent.
He was too overbearing, and most people could not bear it. Now, wanting Atra Blanc to accept their situation, they had no idea what kind of process it would require…
The night had grown deep, and Alexander Sumrs lay on the floor next to the bed.
Only a dim lamp illuminated the room, casting a warm and tranquil atmosphere.
Perhaps it was because she had lain in the hospital for too long, but Purple Sumrs closed her eyes and still felt no drowsiness for a long while.
“Purple,” Alexander Sumrs whispered, “can you sleep without holding you?”
Purple Sumrs cursed him, “Shaless.”
Yet she couldn’t help but smile slightly, her heart sweet and gooey.
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