Chapter 85 You Have to Be Responsible for Your Wife

When Lucien got off work that evening, he drove straight to the Reese estate. The housekeeper, Rosie Burns, opened the door. "Mr. Reese, you're back." "Yeah. Where's Mom?" "Mrs. Reese Senior is in the study… copying scripture." "Copying scripture?" "Yes." Lucien walked into the study and froze. It had been a little over a month, but Brenda looked like she'd aged ten years. She used to take great care of herself, kept a healthy routine, and always looked younger than her age. Now she sat in a plain robe, her hair noticeably grayer, her face drawn and tired. "Mom," he said softly. Brenda glanced up at him without much warmth. "What are you doing back?" "You said you weren't feeling well. I came to take you to the hospital." She let out a soft laugh, still copying scripture as she replied indifferently, "There's no need. You're busy. Rosie already picked up some medicine for me. I took it, and I'm feeling better now." "What kind of medicine did she get you? Let me tak