Chapter 1233


    She didn''t know whether she was in a dream.


    Her mind was in a fog as she saw Luke walk in.


    His face was still gloomy. He touched her forehead, then took out his cell phone, and made a call.


    She somehow felt a prick in her arm.


    When she looked up, she had already been put on a drip.


    Immediately after that, she heard Luke say in sepulchral tones, "You think you''re so tough, don''t


    you?"


    She tried to say something but her throat was dry. She murmured, "Water..."


    She vaguely heard his low oath.


    "Why didn’t you die of thirst?"


    Then the water slowly flowed into her mouth and instantly moistened her throat, leaving the


    sweetness on her tongue.


    She pursed her lips in satisfaction and closed her eyes.


    The dream was vivid, but she knew it was just a dream.


    She could distinguish between dreams and reality.


    She slept for a long time.


    Eileen opened her eyes.


    She saw Brad lying there with a worried look on his small face. Brandy brought over a bowl of


    porridge.


    Luke wasn''t in the room.


    Her eyes dimmed as she slowly sat up. " Thank you, Brandy."


    Brandy waved his hand. "Hurry up and eat i t. Brad was worried about you. He has been staying


    here with you and hasn’t eaten anything yet."


    "I can''t cook myself now. Brandy, there is a restaurant downstairs. Can you please buy us a few


    dishes?"


    Brandy said okay and left.


    As Eileen finished the porridge, Brandy came back. He heated the remaining porridge in the pot.


    She asked Brandy and Brad to eat together.


    Brandy refused. She said, "Please. Brad won''t eat alone. I can''t feel at ease without you eating with


    him."


    Hearing this, Brandy agreed and sat down.


    "By the way..." She dropped her eyes, saying tentatively, "Brandy, did you see Luke when you


    came?"


    Perhaps she wasn''t dreaming.


    Brandy shook his head. "No, Mr.


    Bennington went to thepany to deal with work."


    After all, she was a little too cocky.


    Brad took a te, put some of the dishes on it, then held it to her, and handed her another bowl of


    porridge. "Mom hasn’t eaten as much as me. Eat some more."


    Eileen had no appetite, but looking at his little face, she took the te and forced herself to eat.


    Brad was considerate. The dishes he chose were all light.


    He was brought up by Eileen. He knew well about her habits.


    After eating, Eileen asked him to go to rest.


    He refused and wanted to sit by her side.


    He hadn''t been this clingy for a long time. Eileen sighed, threw back the quilt, and patted the bed,


    "Come here."


    Brad obediently took off his shoes, put them neatly next to hers, and got into bed.


    "Let’s sleep here tonight. We haven''t slept together since you grew up," Eileen said," sleep with


    Mom every day from now on, 0 K?"


    Brad was surprised but more excited!


    "Okay!" He nodded vigorously and hugged her. "Mommy is so soft and smells so good!"


    Eileen took out the photo albums.


    There were three heavy albums of pictures of Brad from the age of one to eight.


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    "Look. You were so small."


    Other people took their children to the photo studios for mour shots, but she didn’t.


    mour shots were beautiful but contrived.


    Brad''s photos were all taken by her. She held the camera, pushed him out, and captured his


    mischievous looks.


    In so many photos, there were only Brad and her.


    Luke didn''t appear in them.


    He didn''t like to be photographed and had never stayed long in Lanechett, let alone stayed with


    Brad and her.