Inside the villa, doctors came in and out. Luckily, Eric sent Crystal into his car, and he gave her warm measures in time and kept her cold feet warm.
"Miss Smith and the baby are fine. But Miss Smith was cold and somewhat weak. As for her feet, it's taboo to touch cold water in this weather," replied the doctor. "You'd better help her now, help her to activate her blood lest she might fall off rheumatism when she is older.
Eric had Crystal's feet rubbed by himself with the best essential oil.
Crystal fell asleep in a daze. Her tears never stopped, as though she had dreamt of something sad.
Her dry lips moved, calling someone's name.
Eric got close enough to hear her.
"Nathan…"
"I'm sorry."
"Nathan... I'm sorry, I'm sorry."
Every word she said was glass into Eric's heart.
Eric froze his face and did not stop rubbing.