Joel Russo tightly held Arabella Vanderbilt, wishing he could blend her into his very being.
"Sorry, Arabella."
Arabella Vanderbilt shook her head, muffled in his neck nook:
"Joel, can we go back to Krent City?"
Joel Russo hesitated not at all, "Sure, we'll go back."
Anyway, according to yesterday's plans, today was originally the day to leave.
Everything needed is prepared; there's nothing to delay us.
And as it approached noon, news came from the hospital.
Randy Russo had awakened.
Initially waiting for his Grandson to be out of danger, the Old Master Russo finally breathed a sigh of relief, planning to visit the hospital, and then went back with them.
Putting down the dishes, Arabella Vanderbilt looked at Joel Russo, "I want to go to the hospital too."
"What for?"
Arabella Vanderbilt picked up her water cup and took a sip, looking indifferent, her voice faint, "To see him."
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