Chapter 110 Emily Got Sick

• “Are they asleep yet?” Frank muttered from the door. His eyes looked teary as they wandered through the sky-colored room.
• Tonight, he should be sitting there—near the twins—reading a fairy tale or a technology article, instead of lamenting.
• With languid steps, he turned to the next room. When his gaze fell on the fluffy blanket that Emily usually hugged, the pressure in his chest was no longer unbearable. His breath began to rumble and his hands clenched into tight fists.