Who is this woman?
Is she Gerry's mother?
Shirley Grant?
Alan Morgan's eyes tightened, trying hard to recall, but at this moment, a wave of sharp pain assaulted his head.
"Ugh..."
He held his head tightly, pressing hard on his temples.
"What's wrong?"
Alan's mother ran over with a worried look, seeing that his complexion was a bit off, she felt very concerned.
"Doctor, doc..."
"It's okay."
Alan stopped his mother from calling the doctor, put on his shoes and straightened his clothes.
"It's nothing serious, I'm in a hurry, I've got to go now."
After saying that, he turned and glanced at Gerry.
"Daddy is okay, you must listen to Grandma obediently, okay?"
"I know, goodbye Daddy!"
"Mm."
Alan smiled, turned, and walked out of the ward.
Once out of the ward, his complexion turned even paler, reaching out to rub his temples hard.
"Alan, let's break up, being with you is just for money."
"Yes, I deliberately climbed into your bed, so that I could enter the MC Group."
