Amanda Jenkins gave a faint smile and comforted Lucas Griffin in turn.
"Lucas, don't worry either. I will behave and take good care of myself. Once I'm a little better, I'll communicate with my mom. Maybe I won't even need a psychologist, and I can convince her myself,"
Lucas Griffin was speechless for a moment, his gaze intensely fixed on Amanda Jenkins.
She looked so vulnerable, lying on the bed covered with injuries, but her eyes shone with a bright light.
Her spirit was much more resilient and strong than he had imagined.
It was precisely because of her strength that she was able to give birth to Kent seven years ago, all alone and without support.
Heaven truly gave him a treasure.
Lucas Griffin bent down and kissed Amanda on her forehead.
He looked at her with a pained expression, "I made you suffer again. We won't have any more children. Yesterday, when I saw the doctor performing the cesarean on you, I really regretted letting you have a second child."
