Chapter 1215: Chapter 1215: Confess Without Being Pressed
"I haven’t said anything, so why are you already confessing, young man?"
Mr. Thompson said with a smile.
Among these children, Mr. Thompson always enjoyed teasing Hank Thompson the most because of his lively personality.
Hearing this, Hank immediately became more anxious, and although he didn’t speak, the look in his eyes towards Charlotte was very panicked.
"Mummy knows, Hank is the most sensible, and won’t cause trouble for great-grandpa."
Charlotte playfully poked Hank’s round face and spoke with a smile.
"Yes, the kids are all so well-behaved, how could they cause trouble for this old man?" Mr. Thompson, after teasing Hank, added from the side.
"Unlike some people, who are not young anymore, but still don’t have a few children to ease one’s worries."
These words made Jordan, who had been quietly eating fruit, stiffen.
He abruptly turned his head and saw Mr. Thompson, eventually choosing to guiltily shift his gaze away.
It’s strange, when did their family elder learn to speak in such a sarcastic manner?
But Jordan knew well that as long as he didn’t give up his idea of continuing with his band and music, Mr. Thompson would probably keep talking to him in this sarcastic way.
Noticing Mr. Thompson’s gaze, Charlotte quickly said, "Then grandpa, I’ll take Annie to the hospital now, please take care of the other kids."
"Don’t worry, leave the kids to me," Mr. Thompson waved towards Charlotte.
Charlotte nodded, then picked up Olivia and hurried to the hospital.
Throughout the journey, Olivia remained silent, but as a child, she couldn’t hide her thoughts, with all her emotions clearly written on her face.
Seeing this, Charlotte took the opportunity to speak while stopped at a red light:
"Don’t worry, Annie. If your mom made this decision, it was after careful consideration, and besides... Your dad has always been by your mom’s side; if there were any issues, your dad would absolutely not allow your mom to just leave the hospital."
Listening to Charlotte, Olivia nodded but did not respond.
Her gaze constantly drifted towards the window, as if eagerly anticipating the hospital’s name to appear soon.
Seeing Olivia’s reaction, Charlotte’s eyes flickered slightly.
After all, no matter how much she said, it was better for Olivia to see it with her own eyes.
Soon after, Charlotte drove to the hospital, Olivia couldn’t wait and pulled on Charlotte’s hand, heading towards Annie Anne’s ward.
The ward was tidy, and Annie Anne was having her final check-up on the bed; seeing Olivia coming, her face lit up, and she quickly wrapped her arms around Olivia in a hug.
Olivia, remembering Annie Anne’s injury on her arm, was very cautious as she approached.
She grabbed Annie Anne’s fingers, her questioning words tinged with urgency.
"Why do you want to leave the hospital, Mommy, when your injuries aren’t healed?"
As she spoke, Olivia’s gaze unwittingly fell on Annie Anne’s leg, still in a cast; her eyes slightly reddened, filled with grievance and incomprehension as she looked at Annie Anne.
"Shouldn’t Mommy be recuperating in the hospital? Why do you want to leave?"
Seeing Olivia’s aggrieved expression, Annie Anne felt as if her heart was tightly clenched by a large hand.
She raised her hand to tightly embrace Olivia in her arms.