"Because she worries her health will be a burden to me…" Walter Schmidt suddenly gripped her hand, stopping her from saying anything further, and spoke up first.
Walter Schmidt? ... Emma Benson turned her head in shock to look at him, and Morgan Benson's gaze swept over as well, but he only paused for a moment before a smile crept onto his face, his eyes revealing understanding and relief.
Walter Schmidt tilted his head with a slight curve of his lips and tightened his grip, holding her small hand firmly in his palm.
Feeling his strength, Emma Benson suddenly felt at ease; she smiled faintly and said nothing more.
Elijah Schmidt watched the silent communication between the two, clenched his fist; he wasn't a heartless man and had promised Walter Schmidt he wouldn't force him into doing something he didn't want to do.
Therefore, seeing the scene before him, he suppressed his anger and asked in a deep voice, "How much has your health recovered?"
