Chapter: 1235

Lila turned again to look at Joey. Her worry was etched in every line on her face.

Rachel was not yet home now and Joey was under her care. She didn't want him to catch a cold.

Joey knew what was on Lila's mind.

“I'm going to get some dry and warm clothes."

Then he went to his cabinet.

Lila smiled.

“Joey, don't forget to drink the warm milk before you go to bed. I think I'll make some soup for your mother when she gets home. It will warm her."

Lila then walked out of the room.

Joey took out a fresh pair of pajamas and went to the bathroom.

After changing clothes, he walked back to his bed and saw the warm milk on the bedside table. His lips pursed, and he thought about what Lila said before she left.

It was a really cold day with the rain in winter. Getting wet in the rain would make a person sick, even for someone healthy like him.

Joey took the glass of milk and walked to the balcony mindlessly.

When he came to his senses, he was already on the balcony.

He looked down and saw someone at the gate. It was Victor. He hadn't left yet. He was standing under the waiting shed, but with the wind blowing in the rain, the hospital gown that he was wearing was already wet.

From a distance, a Bentley was approaching.

"That's strange. It looks like someone's standing outside Miss

Bennet's house," the driver remarked. Rain was pouring heavily, so he couldn't see it clearly. He could only make out a person's figure standing there from a distance.

Rachel and Roger turned to look at the house.

Roger looked outside as well, worried that it could be someone suspicious. When they saw the lurking figure, they instantly recognized who it was.

Subconsciously, Roger turned his head toward Rachel. He swallowed and attempted to say something, only to find that Rachel had already looked away as if she didn't care.

Roger would have assumed Rachel would not react emotionally when she saw Victor if she hadn't clenched her hands on her knees.

The gate of the house slowly opened as the car approached. Lila, who was inside the house, had noticed that they had returned and opened the gate for them.

As the car had gotten closer, the driver's eyes widened a little in surprise after recognizing the man standing at the front door. The first thing he did was look up at Rachel and Roger in the rearview mirror.

“Mr. Jimenez, it appears to be Mr. Sullivan." The driver couldn't help but remind them.

Roger's eyes darkened as he lowered his gaze to Rachel's clenched fists.