"Mm."
Brandan pressed his lips together and responded, having not come recently because he had been feeling unwell, which also made him less attentive to Viola Harris.
In the end, it's all Iris Harris's fault.
Brandan thought angrily, lifting his eyes to look at Viola sitting on the hospital bed.
Her complexion was very rosy, showing no signs of someone bedridden. Upon seeing him, a bright smile spread across her face, "Brandan, come hug me."
She reached out her hand, asking him to give her a hug.
In the past, he quite enjoyed Viola's clingy way of acting coy, but now it felt irritating no matter how he looked at it. He went over and gave her a casual hug, then sat beside her bed and lit a cigarette.
Viola exchanged a glance with her mother, then cautiously asked, "Brandan, is my sister... really pregnant?"
Brandan paused in his action of lighting the cigarette, looked at Viola, and, not knowing what he was thinking, his brows furrowed in irritation.
"Mm."
