"Auntie..."

Seeing the beautiful aunt lying weak on the bed, the tears that Estie had just managed to hold back welled up again.

Rosalie’s heart became a mush when she heard the little one calling her. As the little girl ran to her bedside, she forced a smile at her. "Auntie is fine, don't worry, Estie.”

Estie crouched by her bedside, her big twinkling eyes that are brimming with tears staring at Rosalie, like a poor kitten.

The little one's gaze made Rosalie's heart soften even more as she spoke softly to the child, "Why are you here alone?"

Estie’s voice trembled from crying. "Teacher said, you are sick."

Rosalie nodded, stretched out her arm, and touched the little girl's head, "Thank you for caring about Auntie so much, Estie."

Estie stretched out her arm, wanting to touch Rosalie's forehead.

When Auntie had a fever last time, that was how they checked the temperature. She remembered that Auntie’s forehead felt very hot last time.

Rosalie sensed the little one's intentions