Chapter: 1298

Rachel raised an eyebrow. She didn't get what Riley meant.

“Oh? You don't know? You have a photograph in my uncle's room. It is displayed quite prominently on his bedside table. Every time I am in his room to play with him, I'd catch him looking lovingly at your photograph," Riley explained.

Rachel was stunned.

Roger immediately put his hand over Riley's mouth. His eyes narrowed when he saw that Rachel's face was devoid of any reaction. He was a bit disappointed but he tried not to show it.

"Rachel, don't listen to her. It's just kid's talk," Roger said, laughing nervously.

Rachel nodded, acknowledging what Roger had said. She then looked at her son and said, “Joey, this is Riley. She is Roger's niece."

"Hello, Joey!" said Riley in a friendly tone.

Joey looked at her like he was gauging her. When he thought she was friendly, he let go of Rachel's hand. His eyes on Riley, he said,

"Hello!"

Riley stepped closer to Joey and said hello again. She was older than Joey. She felt Like a big sister to him and she somehow felt good about it.

"Let's go," she told Joey.

"I'll take you inside.".

Joey didn't like being touched by others. When he saw Riley holding out her hand, he put his hand behind his back like it was a reflex action for him.

Riley didn't know what to do. Her hand paused in mid-air awkwardly.

Joey was also stunned by what he did.

Rachel knew how the situation had become awkward. She looked at Riley and explained, “Joey's hand is injured, which is why he doesn't Like others touching it."

"Oh, I see." Riley's eyes turned to Joey's arm which was held by a cast. Pointing at it, she asked Joey, "Does it hurt?"

Joey blushed, feeling a bit embarrassed.

"No, it doesn't hurt anymore," Joey replied, and his ears began to turn red.

"Riley! Why did you run? Didn't I tell you to wait for me?" It was

Clara, wearing a white lab coat and walking out of the outpatient building. Her tone didn't sound angry but dotingly. Clara then Looked at Rachel and Roger. Smiling at them, she said, “Rachel, Roger."

“Mommy, look, this Joey!" Riley said in a tone like she was introducing a very special person.

Joey remembered Clara.

"Hi, Miss Jimenez!"

“Hi, Joey! It's nice to see you again," Clara greeted back, smiling at him.