Chapter 388 Help My Son
Ignoring her child, Amelia stormed toward me angrily. I heard people would change after giving birth, so I didn't want to argue with her.
"Let's go. It's almost time for rehab."
I looked at Nina, the nurse. She nodded and supported me, preparing to leave. But Amelia wouldn't give up as she came over and grabbed me.
"Feeling guilty? I heard you got cancer and got hit in the head. Well? Are you dying? If you are, then do so quickly. Quit being an eyesore. Who are you trying to infect your bad luck with?"
"You." I looked at her expressionlessly before glancing at the baby stroller behind her. "If you don't keep an eye on the baby, watch out when—"
Before I could finish the sentence, two kids ran over. They were holding bubble machines and releasing the bubbles, so they didn't notice the baby stroller in the middle of the hallway.
The boy collided with the baby stroller, and the girl bumped into the boy. To avoid falling, both children had to grip the baby stroller.
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