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Megan's POV

“Come on, Mom, let's go home! I came to pick you up." She then took Mrs. Marsha and took her to the wheelchair. Bertrand raised his eyebrows in a gesture to let Joe's mother do whatever she wanted as long as it didn't hurt Mrs. Marsha. I also didn't ruin the comfortable atmosphere. If Isabella found out there was a commotion, she would definitely be scared.

We arrived at the lobby and Mrs. Marsha said goodbye to go home. She already looks fresher.

I, who was worried about my mother-in-law, also asked, "Bertrand, will she be okay?"

"Calm down!"

I took a breath. Isabella also had to go home quickly because she was still wearing her school clothes. She must be tired too.

"Isabella, do you want to eat at home or at a restaurant?"

“Hm, I don't want anything, ma'am. I'm tired, let's just go home, okay?"

"Okay then, let's go home now!"

Since then, Isabella has been silent. I'm worried that she's sick. I tried to check her forehead but there was nothing