Chapter 210 A Public Letter of Gratitude

After eating supper, Hellen returned to her room and washed up before lying on the bed. Perhaps it was because she hadn't worked in the funeral home for a long time; she felt uncomfortable today. Hellen rubbed her lower abdomen, not knowing whether it was because of her job or her current body. 'Baby, Mom and you've both worked hard today. You have to be healthy.' Hellen rubbed her belly and said in a low voice. The next day Hellen woke up until 10:30 in the morning. She got up, washed up, went downstairs, and had breakfast. After breakfast, Hellen lay on the sofa, bored. Usually, she should go and see Moreton and Amy. Still, when she thought that they had just lost their only son and needed the comfort of their relatives, she, a friend who was neither too close nor too far away, had to be taken care of. Hellen sent a message to Hans. Hellen: [Did you go see Moreton after you left my house yesterday?] The message was sent in less than three seconds. Han