Beau Reed gently pressed down on Mary Douglas's shoulder, and she finally gave him a glance.
Her expression was indifferent.
"What's up?"
He stared at her short hair for a long while before speaking slowly, "I'll carry you to the car."
After saying that, he bent down to pick her up, but Mary Douglas stepped back, glancing at the car with the door already open. The wound on her waist had just healed, and getting into the car could indeed cause it to reopen.
She turned her gaze to Jonah Reed.
"Jonah, carry me to the car."
Beau Reed's eyes flickered slightly.
Jonah Reed, who was named, stepped forward as instructed, carefully avoiding her waist injury as he gently picked her up.
Then he bent down and placed her inside the car.
"Don't move yet."
Mary Douglas was undeniably spoiled in the Reed Family, and over time, everyone in the house naturally pampered her.
