The meal was finally finished.
If it was going on, Belle must be anxious.
Mrs.Woolf's words didn't make sense.
It seemed that her son was a hoodlum.
Her son was a hooligans in her words.
But after dinner, Mrs.Woolf said something more pleasant.
"Howar, it's dark. You can arrange Belle and the little girl to have a rest. You've been tired all day."
Looking at his mother with red eyes, Howar said painfully, "Mom, you should have a rest. You're tired these days."
Mrs.Woolf nodded and went straight back to the ward to have a rest.
Originally, Howar wanted to find a room for his mother to rest, but his mother didn't want to waste money.
After his mother let, Howar's eyelids were also fighting.
He hasn't slept well these days. Since he was relax, he felt sleepy.
Zoe also slept. Howar
