With Daisy in his arms, Mr Louis hurriedly walked towards the bedroom door.
Daisy who initially lay silently in her father’s arms suddenly came to realize her dad was actually carrying her. Even though no one else was in the room her face still turned red in embarrassment.
“Dad?” he suddenly called out weakly. Loius who had already got to the door and was now struggling to pull it open paused when he heard his daughter call out to him. Though she felt strangely weak to her bones, she still struggled to get off her dad's arms.
Her father who did not mind carrying his daughter in his arms looked at her worriedly as she struggled to stand on her feet.
“Are you okay? You sure you can walk?” he asked worriedly his eyes watching her every move and his arms still holding unto her.
A complicated look flashed across his eyes seeing how haggard his daughter now looked just in two days. He could not help but wonder what she had gone through to suddenly look like this.