"Yeah, you should know that if you're sick with the flu, either Garrett or I could catch it. My immune system might still fight it off, but what about Garrett? Do you ever think about that? Do you want Garrett to get sick again?" Lyyana's voice trembled. Truth be told, Lyyana didn't dare to speak like that, especially since Petra was her employer. However, Lyyana didn't have any other option if she wanted Petra to take her medicine. Petra fell silent, staring alternately at Garret and Lyyana. "I won't infect anyone," she finally said. "Fine, it's up to you," Lyyana replied, placing the glass and medications in her hands on the nightstand beside Petra's bed. "Come on, sweetheart, let's go out," Lyyana invited Garret, who was still silent, observing the debate between the two adults. "Daddy?" Garret asked, looking at Petra. Lyyana glanced at Petra from the corner of her eye and then said, "Just leave it. Your father doesn't want to get better. Come on, darling," she said, reaching ou
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