?Chapter 1209:
“Joy, you’re so pretty… like a rosy little apple.”
Not long ago, illness had drained every bit of color from her skin. But now, there was life in her cheeks again.
“Apple?” Joy’s eyes lit up. “Mommy, I want an apple!”
“Alright.” Hadleyughed. “Of course. Wait here, sweetheart—I’ll get one for you.”
“Okay!”
She stepped out, peeled a crisp apple, sliced it into pieces, and returned with a bowl.
“Here you go. Enjoy.”
Joy’s eyes widened with delight. “Wow! It’s a little bunny!”
Hadley had shaped the slices into tiny bunny ears. With children, sometimes it was the smallest effort that brought the biggest smiles.
“Thank you, Mommy!”
“You’re wee…”
Hadley was still smiling when her phone buzzed in her pocket. She reached for it and nced at the screen.
It was Elvin.
She answered. “Hello, Mr. Webster.”
“Hadley, long time no see,” he said lightly.
They hadn’t spoken since thest film wrapped. Their most recent meeting had been months ago—when he’d introduced her to the new project’s investors.
“Yeah, is something up?” she asked.
“It’s about the dubbing for thest show,” Elvin said. “Postproduction’s done. We’re ready for release.”
Hadley blinked. “Already? That was fast.”
“Not really, actually. It’s been months.” Elvin chuckled. “You don’t have much to record. When are you free? I can schedule around you.”
“Hmm…”
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Hadley thought for a moment.
“I can’t during the day, but evenings work. I’m free every night.”
“Alright, give me a second to check. I—”
There was a short pause. Then Elvin’s voice came through again.
“Let’s start tonight. It won’t take long—a few sessions max. That okay?”
“Sure, that’s fine.”
After hanging up, Hadley paused, and then picked up her phone and sent Eric a message.
“What time will you be here tonight?”
A reply came quickly.
“After six. Noter than seven.”
“Okay. Got it.”
On the other end, Eric stared at the screen, tapping his thumb against the side of the phone.
Was she asking because she had ns?
Just after six, Eric arrived at the hospital.
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