Mia is Not a Trouble-Maker! Chapter 581: Didn't You Stay To Accompany Him?

Chapter 581: Didn’t You Stay To Accompany Him?

Translator: Henyee Translations    Editor: Henyee Translations

Amelia shook her head. After being interrupted, the indescribable weight in her heart disappeared for some reason. Soon, she returned to her carefree and happy appearance. “Brother Harper, are you afraid of staying here alone at

Harper’s answer to Amelia’s question was quick. He snickered. “Would I be afraid?”

Amelia nodded in relief. “It’s good that you’re not afraid. Then we’ll go back.”

Harper: . ‘ He watched Amelia and William run out. Soon, they followed Mrs.

Walton in and followed her out right on the heels of that.

Mrs. Walton had a headache. “Be quiet for a while. Wait for me to sign and then we’ll go back.”

Amelia: “Yes, yes! I want to sign it too!”

Amelia stretched out her small hand and pretended to write on her palm. “Agree to a slash Brother Harper’s head.”

Harper:

William couldn’t help but laugh. Mrs. Walton shook her head in amus.e.m.e.nt. Lucas sat quietly in the ward. Harper glanced at him. Strange. His eldest brother came but did nothing. So what was he doing here? Harper looked at the book in his hand. He had been sitting here reading since he entered the ward. Could he be here to accompany him? Harper felt a little touched.

Lucas turned a page of the book and asked without looking up, “Are you back to your senses?” He had never seen anyone daydream for two days.

It turned out that after Harper returned from the Fourth Hospital, he had been thinking about Amelia’s battle scene of catching ghosts. He had even quantified Amelia’s various skills in his mind. Just like in the game, they had all kinds of attributes and functions.

Harper muttered to himself, “Mia’s speed is too slow. If she wants to level up next, she needs to increase her speed first…”

Lucas: “…” Oh, she’s still thinking about Mia catching ghosts.

Lucas had no idea that Harper was quantifying Amelia’s various big moves in his mind. He only knew that he was getting more and more slow. It was fine usually, but when something big happened, it would take two days for him to come back to his senses. As expected, they still had to cut his head and dig out the hematoma in his brain. Otherwise, if he was bitten by a dog one day, he would stand there for a long time before realizing that he had been bitten.

Lucas closed the book and said lightly, “I’m going back.”

Harper was speechless. ‘So he won’t stay with him?’

Mrs. Walton brought William, Lucas, and Amelia back. Mr. Smith took over.

They had decided Dylan, his biological father, to accompany him tonight. Harper looked at Amelia leave and felt an indescribable sense of disappointment. Then he remembered that she had just said that she wanted to sign and agree to cut him in the head. He wouldn’t die, right? Harper was worried.

Outside the corridor, an old lady in a gray blouse and blue pants was strolling slowly with her hands behind her back. Her back was hunched, and she looked like the family of a patient. From time to time, she would chat with the other family members. There was a smile in her eyes, and she looked very kind. Suddenly, she stopped at the door of Harper’s ward. When she saw Harper looking over, she even smiled and greeted him very familiarly. “Young man, you’re quite energetic. Why are you hospitalized?”

Harper ignored her and did not respond. Mr Smith stood up and went to the door of the ward. “What’s the matter?”

The old lady waved her hand. “No, no. My grandson is also hospitalized here. I was just bored and came out for a walk.” She glanced at the ward again and asked, “Why are you the only one accompanying him? If you go get food, there’s no one to take care of him.’

Mr Smith smiled politely, then closed the ward door on the pretext that Harper was going to rest.

The old lady stood outside the door, her eyes flas.h.i.+ng.

Amelia had just arrived home when Gold ran out with a few leaps, meowing as if it had been bullied. Amelia picked it up and asked, “What’s wrong?”

Gold’s eyes were filled with tears. Master, you might not believe it, but I was bullied by a bird! Unfortunately, Gold couldn’t speak and could only meow pitifully.

Mrs. Walton: “It’s hungry, right? I’ll get Mrs. Taylor to make it something to eat. ”

Gold: “Meow, meow, meow!”

At this moment, Seven flew over happily and cawed, “Mia! Mia is back!” It excitedly pressed against Amelia’s face. “l missed you so much. A day apart feels like three years!”

Amelia giggled at Seven’s rubbing. “Seven, why are you so sweet recently!”

Gold: “…” Alright, so what if you can speak! You’re bullying me for not knowing how to speak!

The next second, Seven began to complain. “Gold bullied me again today.. It stepped on me and grabbed me…”