Chapter 697

Sandy wasn't doing well. She sat in a corner blankly and refused to speak to anyone.

Sage felt sorry for her. Sandy was just a young girl, but she didn't have any of the brightness and energy of a girl her age. She even had to endure other people's discrimination and looks of pity.

Sage thought of the lilies Sandy had drawn before and asked a helper to fetch some so she could cheer Sandy up with them.

Sandy took the lilies, but she didn't say much. She looked tired and leaned against Matilda. Matilda hugged her with tears in her eyes. Sage took her leave quietly.

Ian stood by the door and stared at Sandy and Matilda. He seemed to be thinking of something and his expression was a little cold.

Matilda had left the country when Ian was just around ten years old and seldom came back. Ian had never been so close to his mother.

Ian was pale from his injury and his expression looked forlorn. Sage said softly, "Every mother on earth loves her children. I think Aunt Matilda just doesn'