Seeing Tanner suddenly rushing out, people outside were all taken aback. Only Calamity hurried to chase.
Foster thought that his wife was critically ill and rushed in. But he saw that his wife had woken up and was struggling to sit up while the wound was hurting for overexerting, so she had to lie down weakly.
He shouted, “Don't move!” He immediately went forward and held her. “Stay here! We should check out the wound.” He said.
His wife pulled his sleeves with a hint of eagerness on her face, “Just now... Who is the girl? My dear, I heard her calling me mother. Who is she? Who is she? Isn't she...” She looked around anxiously, “Where did she go? Quickly, find her back!”
Foster gave a little smile and said softly, “Yes, my dear, she is our girl!”
The lady screamed and burst into tears. Her tears slid from the corner of her eyes to the pillow, as if she couldn't stop it. Foster could never wipe it all.