Bab 269: Chapter 129: I, of the Shen Family, Support Her_3

Belly Wescott hugged Dylan Flack, landing a kiss on his forehead in the process: "Thank you for your care, Dylan_. Mom is alright now."

But she stood up immediately and looked at George Flack: "George, have you eaten? Why don't you join us?"

However, George ignored her completely, engrossed in his phone.

Fearing that his mother would be upset, Dylan quickly said: "Mom, dad has already eaten, but I haven't. I'll eat with you."

Belly smiled sweetly on the outside, but secretly, her fingernails were digging into the palms of her hands.

Did George despise her to this extent? What should she do to make him look at her for even a second?

Dylan saw his mother's hand squeezing his tighter and tighter, and finally, he couldn't help but gasp. Still, he spoke in a low voice to Belly: "Mom, could you please loosen your grip? My hand... it's really hurting..."

However, the quiet whisper of a kid can't be truly quiet. His words echoed in the silent ward.