Edward Allen couldn't enter the room, his mind was in turmoil, thinking about many things, but he had to leave for now.
If... if Amelia Wright really got entangled with the Shaw brothers, he would definitely help.
Hailey Smith continued to guard the door.
After Emily Allen returned, she didn't blame Amelia Wright for the mess at home.
Nor did she ask much about how Amelia Wright got injured.
Like a little gentleman, he bandaged Amelia Wright's arm wound.
Then he changed the blood-stained sheets and quilts, cleaned up the messy room, and cooked a bowl of noodles for Amelia Wright.
Amelia Wright watched from the sidelines, and because of Emily's busy little figure, she gradually calmed down.
Amelia Wright sat at the small dining table, and Emily pushed the noodle soup to her.
"Aunt, have some noodles. I'll keep you company," Emily said.
Amelia Wright was indeed hungry.
She obediently picked up the chopsticks and began to eat the noodles.
