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He nodded and said, "Alright, you should rest early, it's getting late. The matter with Grandma can wait."

Naomi gave him a slight smile. "Alright."

Charles looked at her smile. Although she was smiling, fatigue was evident in her eyes, especially with a faint hint of dark circles beneath her eyelids. She needed rest.

He did not say much more, only said as he left, "If anything comes up, give me a call. Don't hesitate. This is San Angelino, my mother's hometown."

Naomi nodded. "I won't."

She understood her Charles' intentions. This was his mother's hometown, equivalent to his hometown. Since she came to his hometown, there was no need to be polite. Charles smiled gently at her and then left, closing the door to the hospital room once again.

Naomi looked at Amelia's tear-streaked face, feeling both pity and heartache.

Amelia liked Sean, but unfortunately, Sean's family did not accept her. She had a proud and strong-willed personality, so initially, Sean's family's disapproval did not affect their relationship.

However, as time passed, their feelings became entangled with family matters, and many issues surfaced. Sean asked her not to argue with his family, to endure and consider them her own family in the future, urging her to be more accommodating.

At first, she listened and truly endured, but later, she found that her endurance did not earn her the respect of Sean's family. Instead, her concessions intensified their mistreatment. Consequently, cracks appeared in their relationship.

Arguments, disagreements, and numerous unpleasant incidents eventually led them to break up.

As a result, she wanted to prove to Sean's family with her abilities and skills that she was worthy of him.

However, the consequence was that she worked hard, very hard. Constant late nights, 24-hour work shifts, no rest, no time for herself. She became a tool that only knew how to work and prove herself. She was exhausted, truly exhausted.

This time, she fell seriously ill for the first time in so long, and she crumbled. It was why she cried unabashedly in Naomi's arms. Naomi understood, and as a result, her eyes were also teary.

She felt sorry for Amelia, but there was nothing she could do. Everyone has their own life to lead, and she could not interfere. All she could do was protect and accompany. She hoped her dear friend could find happiness.

Naomi wrung out the towel and wiped Amelia's cheeks and hands. She then emptied the water, tidied up the bathroom, and then sat by the bed watching over Amelia.

However, with the onset of silence,

drowsiness crept in.

Gradually, Naomi's eyelids fought against each other, and she lay down on the bed, falling asleep.

After leaving the ward, Charles called Aunt Lilly to ask where she was. Aunt Lilly told him she was almost at the hospital, so he went downstairs to wait at the hospital gate.Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

Soon, a black car stopped in front of him, and Aunt Lilly got out carrying two not-so-small bags. Charles immediately stepped forward and took them.

"Why so much?" he asked, looking at the contents-clothes, blankets, and food. This must be for everyone.

Just as he was thinking this, Aunt Lilly said, "I called your mother. She told me to bring you some clothes her clothes for you and your friends to wear, and a bit of food. She said your friends came from a faraway place and must be hungry.

Charles understood. It was all his mother's instructions, something he did not anticipate. Aunt Lilly pointed to the bags he was holding. "This one is for you, and this one is for your mother and them." Charles nodded and handed one of the bags to Aunt Lilly. "Aunt Lilly, please take this to my mom and them. I'll take this one to my friend."

Aunt Lilly nodded. "Alright."

They entered the hospital together and quickly disappeared into the night. Meanwhile, across the way, a car was parked.