After Divorcing the Tycoon, I Married into a Wealthy Family Again

Once she recovered from the pain, Florence felt better.

Her hand could still move normally, though any large movement would cause pain. Going to the hospital was unnecessary, it would heal in a couple of days.

"How did you end up injuring your hand like that?" Abigail looked at her son.

Ethan glanced at his watch: "I didn’t keep an eye on her."

"It was my own carelessness." Both spoke simultaneously.

Abigail: "..."

Florence touched her face and glanced at Ethan.

Ethan raised his eyebrows at her.

Abigail saw their little exchange and sighed: "Oh dear, really..."

"Aunt Monrose." Florence interrupted her by holding Abigail’s hand: "Have you seen the flowers now that they’re planted?"

"Yes, they look nice." Abigail knew this girl wanted to change the subject, so she laughed helplessly and didn’t bring it up again.

Clara came looking for her today, so she definitely needed to return to the Fuller Family.