Frederic carried Joey back to the room. Seeing her in pain was like a knife to his heart.
He tightly grasped Joey's hand and softly comforted her, "Joey, don't dwell on it. Everything will get better."
Joey looked at his weary face and asked hoarsely, "How is the situation with Kaylee?"
"I've already sent a lawyer to handle it. The case is in the evidence-gathering stage, so we don't know yet."
"Frederic," Joey called softly, "I'm fine. There are so many people at home to take care of me. I won't be in any trouble. You should handle Kaylee's case. That's more important."
Hearing her words, Frederic's eyes immediately welled up.
Because of him, she lost their child, and her father's life was uncertain.
Yet she never uttered a word of blame.
Instead, she comforted him.
How deeply mu
