Beyond the Divorce

Mode of Bantering



Seeing these two about to banter again, I quickly got up and said, "I'll go to the annex to check on them!"

Ava immediately shouted, "I want to go see Grandpa too!"

I had to try to reach out and grab her, but Bryon got there before and lifted Ava off the ground. I understood that he was afraid it would be hard for me to carry her.

"Oh, right! What about breakfast for the others?" I asked. After all, Loak's siblings and the medical staff were in the annex building.

"Don't worry, Jim has arranged everything!" Atlas reassured me.

Feeling relieved, I held my daughter's hand and walked towards the annex building together.

I don't know why, even though he was in the annex building, I felt like the whole Fremont Bay had meaning now.

I went to see Loak first. He hadn't woken up yet, so his face was still very pale. It's possible that he was just relocated here yesterday and had only recently recovered. He looked a little worn out.

Anya was by his side, with a tense expression on her young face. Meanwhile, a doctor was carefully observing Loak's various indicators.

When the doctor saw me come in, he immediately greeted me respectfully, Mrs. Atlas!"

"Don't be so polite. Have you all had breakfast?" I asked. They all replied that they had eaten.

"Can the patient eat when he wakes up?" I asked the doctor.

"He can have a small amount of nutritious liquid food-not too much, as the lung injury hasn't healed yet! It's best not to rush," the doctor said.

I nodded, and then let them go about their business.

Loak's eyelashes trembled. He slowly opened his eyes. I quickly bent down to look at him and softly called out, "Loak, are you okay?"

He tried hard to open his eyes. He looked at me and then nodded. He could understand a little English. He was now concentrating his eyes and said, "Thank you... Madam!"

I reached out and patted his shoulder, "I should thank you! This is our home, and you are safe here. Take care of your injuries!"

Anya translated for his brother, and Loak nodded continuously, his eyes full of gratitude.

Ava looked at Loak on the sickbed, and ran over to ask Anya, "What happened to him?"

Anya knelt right away and said to Ava, "He's injured!"

These two children are only ten years apart. I secretly felt fortunate that my daughter Ava was lucky, and I secretly resolved to take good care of this pair of siblings.

I was sincerely curious about his time at the base, and how he managed to locate my father. Not to mention the possibility that I might have lost my father if Loak hadn't been there, and even the crucial details behind the BZ plan Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

That was the lifelong effort of Atlas's father and my father. My father had already put his life in danger for this.

Of course, it was also a loss for the country. My father had focused on Zydan to leave this wealth to Zydan. After all, our roots are here.

However, Loak was unable to speak much at the moment due to his health. He had a lung injury, and even breathing was difficult for him right now, so he had been on oxygen.

I asked the doctor again, "Will there be any sequelae in his lungs after he recovers?"

"No, it will gradually recover with his rehabilitation, but it will be a slow process, and he will need to exercise more. But complete recovery is not a problem; he will still be full of energy in the future."

I smiled relievedly at this, and Anya naturally smiled gratefully, too.

She thanked me once again, and I could tell she was very appreciative-something she wouldn't have experienced in Navi.

When I inquired about any additional needs, Anya replied with a swift wave of her hand, "No need, Madam, everything is fine!"

I didn't disturb them too much and

went to see my father. My foster father was still there, and the tableware on the table hadn't been put away. The two of them were still chatting, and the atmosphere was quite harmonious.