Afterward, Olivia gathered around Annie's side, handing her things, which left Annie no choice but to squeeze Olivia's cheeks in resignation.
"All right, sweetheart, take a break. Mommy has been watching you running around for so long."
"But Mommy…"
Olivia wanted to speak or say something else, but Annie rubbed the soft meat on her cheek, making Olivia's words somewhat muffled.
"If you tire yourself out, wouldn't Mommy be at fault? You've been staying by Mommy's bedside without proper rest, Mommy is simply heartbroken."
"But Mommy's health is most important."
Olivia grasped Annie's palm, gently rubbing her cheek against her hand.
The sound of the hospital room door opening drew the attention of the three people inside.
Justin Battleson walked in, nodded at Annie on the bed, and set down the things he was carrying.
"It's getting late, Charlotte, you and Justin should head back," said Annie, knowing Justin came to pick up Charlotte Thompson.
