Chapter 239 The Best Parents in the World

In the hospital room, Nora was anxiously waiting, unable to sit still. She was waiting for Cassandra to come back, to finish the words she hadn't been able to say. She sat on the edge of the bed, her face clearly anxious and somewhat distracted. Joseph sat on the other side of the bed, keeping Deborah company. Nora glanced down and saw Deborah's hand hanging over the edge of the bed. In a daze, she somehow thought of the year when she had just given birth to that child, and the tiny little hands she had touched. Such tiny hands, such a small child. Over the years, she had countless dreams where she found herself touching that child. She often dreamt about that child, crying out loudly, "Mom, I'm scared, please don't leave me behind." Nora's eyes turned red, but she didn't even notice. She reached out and held Deborah's hand. Deborah's hands were fair and sle