"Well, let's not say more, let's head home."
Ella Lacey walked ahead, with the group following behind. Just as they exited the hospital ward and arrived at the corridor, a figure suddenly appeared from around the corner.
Her look was stunning and poised.
Wine-red long curly hair, matched with a purple-blue lotus-colored long dress trimmed with lotus leaf edges, strikingly eye-catching.
And beside her hand, she held a small, elegant suitcase.
Clearly, she had come from afar.
In the crowd, the first to react was Laura Waltson. She ran over in disbelief, "MAMA! Is it really you!"
"It's me, daughter."
Abigail Lindsey walked over quickly and hugged her lovingly, "Sorry, Mom came late. I should have returned to the country to see you a few days ago."
"It's okay."
Laura shed a few tears in excitement, choking up, "MAMA, your return is such a surprise... Grandpa and Grandma never mentioned it to me... Oh! Just now Grandma said there's someone else—"
"Yes, it's me."
