บท 72: A rare scene

Sitting alone on the side of the bed where Liam was sleeping, Joanna looked at him in silence. She carefully caressed his cheek and brushed his greasy hair, which was caused by profuse sweat that occurred the previous day.

Under her palm, she felt his body was cold, although there was no perspiration this time.

The room was very quiet, as there were only the two of them, each of whom bore tranquility.

Mrs. Powel could not be there with them at the moment as she was calming the kids, who were eager to play in the forest, like how they filled their days so far.

Joanna thought that it should be hard for the old lady, as she should try to explain as wisely as she could about the unexpected presence of the wolves so that she would not ignite fear that would make the kids panic afterwards.

"My lady."