"We'll talk about it later." Ivor rubbed his temples, clearly impatient.
Willa knew in her heart that Ivor still had a soft spot for Cassia.
'Just because she saved Mr. Parker?
Why is this woman always so lucky?' Willa wondered.
When Cassia came out, her hair was damp with sweat, giving her a unique beauty.
Ivor turned his wheelchair and came to Cassia. "How is Grandpa now?"
"Although he is not out of danger yet, as long as he recuperates well later, there will be no major problems." Cassia shook her head, her voice laced with the fatigue of just finishing work.
"Cassia, how dare you say that? Mr. Parker ended up like this because of you. If it weren't for you, Mr. Parker would still be sitting in the garden, drinking coffee and watching plays." Willa stepped forward and shoved Cass
