Chapter 95. Treating Wound

"When we arrived at the top, we planned to send a message. But we fell asleep instead." Emily tilted her head. Her cheek looked plumper on one side.

"Little Bee," Kara interrupted while caressing Emily's sweat-soaked hair. The longer Frank talked to the twins, the bigger threat she felt. She must immediately grab their attention.

"There's nothing to regret, Little Bee. You've gone through it very well," Kara said softly.

"Then shall we get a gift, Mommy?" Louis' eyes lit up.

Kara brought her face closer to her son. "Yes, what do you want?"

Louis suddenly glanced at Emily with a crooked smile. "Lately, we keep arguing about what shape our birthday cake will be. Emily wants a pretty cake, while I want a car-shaped cake. Can each of us get one cake for this birthday?"

Frank's gaze was colored with guilt, as was Kara's. She didn't dare glance at the man, afraid of finding pity or perhaps anger.

"Of course you can, Little Bee. Let's order two cak