Fischer ran in.
Clayton stood there waiting.
He looked at Nicole and felt a pain in his chest. It was so painful that he felt suffocated.
He wanted to go forward but he did not dare to.
He did not dare to look at her sad and reproachful eyes, and her pity and surprised look.
No matter how subtle it was, Clayton could always see the sympathy in people’s eyes.
He did not want to see it in Nicole’s eyes.
Fortunately, the doctor came out carrying Chatty.
Chatty’s face was flushed from crying