"Yvonne..."
"Go ahead. Don't upset your mom." Yvonne urged him.
James struggled for a while before walking to Mrs. Taylor's bedroom.
He stopped in front of Mrs. Taylor's bedroom and couldn't help but look back at Yvonne again.
Yvonne waved her hand at him cheerfully.
It was not until he knocked on the door and walked in that Yvonne withdrew her gaze and looked up at the sky with a sigh.
That night, both of them stayed at home.
Mrs. Taylor never mentioned it again, as if nothing had happened.
She treated them the same as she did before.
It was inevitable that Mrs. Taylor would prepare a bowl of decoction for James and Yvonne before they went to bed.
When Mrs. Taylor came in with a bowl of decoction, James was in the bathroom taking a bath while Yvonne was alone in the bedroom.
When she saw Mrs. Taylor walking in, she immediately went up to her. "Mom."
