Mrs. Cara heard that and breathed a sigh of relief. Although she was still half-believing, her daughter said so. It was useless for her to worry anymore. She only added a few words: “Okay, I'm just worried about you. That's it, Daisy, take good care of yourself, okay?"
“Yes, I know what to do.”
Daisy put down the phone, her thoughts were a bit heavy.
At that moment, the room door opened, and the smell of high-quality shower gel rushed straight into her nose. Atlas pushed the wheelchair out of the bathroom and saw her in the room. He just glanced without saying anything.
His reaction was different from what she thought, has this man's personality changed today? He didn't seem as angry as usual but was quite calm.
She spoke again: "I've finished arranging your things, see if anything is
