Chapter: 1849

“Of course."

Alberto maneuvered his wheelchair back to the Living room, settling in with the patience of a child awaiting Rachel's return.

Soon after, Rachel entered, carrying a blanket in her arms.

It was a modest-sized blanket, which she unfolded and draped over his thighs. Squatting down, she adjusted her position for comfort, wrapping her arms around her knees.

From his seat, Alberto looked down at her, their eyes meeting as she gazed upward.