Adair Carter stretched out his hands, holding Ada Wood and patting her back gently.
He was so close, but he felt that there was a far distance between them.
"Ada, what's the matter with you?"
Ada Wood wiped away the tears on her face and released Adair's arm.
"I'm fine, but it suddenly occurred to me that there was another person who was so nice to me after I got out of prison. Did you feel very moved? Did you scare you?"
"No, no, I thought I did something wrong to make you sad."
Adair Carter gently smile, raised his hand, touched the hair of Ada ,
"fool, you are my fiancee,."
"Brother Adair, are you going to the company? I'll give you a ride. "
Ada Wood stands up and walks behind Adair. She puts her rough hands on the back of the wheelchair and gently pushes it forward.
