"Are you tired? Do you want to take a bath?"
"Sure."
Helen Melendy wasn't pretentious and nodded in agreement.
Leanne Richards was full of anger and just wanted to vent it on Helen Melendy.
But considering that Harry Hall would be angry, she forcibly suppressed the urge to pick a fight.
Seeing Harry Hall actually bend down to carry Helen Melendy upstairs for a bath, her anger became harder to suppress.
She couldn't help but speak up:
"Harry, you should let your wife walk more. If she doesn't practice, how can she walk in the future?"
She didn't dare to speak too harshly, but it was impossible to be gentle either.
Harry Hall didn't expect Leanne Richards to speak pleasantly, as long as she didn't say anything too excessive, he couldn't be bothered to pay her any mind.
Helen Melendy had just wrapped her arms around Harry Hall's neck when she heard Leanne Richards' words and paused.
