Amid laughter and chatter, the four of them cleared up all the food brought to the hospital room. When Shirley stepped out to wash the lunchbox, Dezi suddenly stopped her with a clenched fist, straining to muster a smile after gathering his strength for a long time.
"Mom, I'm sorry, I was wrong."
His soft voice, both melancholic and solemn, caused Shirley's eyes to redden as she shook her head at him.
"It's okay, just make sure to learn well in the future."
She sighed, relieved that her child had finally come to his senses. Although it was still a bit awkward between them, she believed things would get better. After washing the lunchbox, she planned to first take Daya and Xiao Ya to the Qian Family's home to rest. She would stay here alone to watch over Dezi during lunch.
