Chapter 662 Time for a Wash and Sleep_1

In the evening, Alexander Summers and Atra Blanc had their first mother-son argument.

"You can't sleep in your sister's room!" Atra Blanc said, her eyes reddening with anger.

In the past, Alexander Summers always coaxed, deceived, and concealed his true feelings from Atra Blanc, but now that he needed to take care of Purple Summers, he would inevitably be entering and exiting her room frequently. Making up excuses every time would be too cumbersome.

This time he was especially insistent on his view, not backing down an inch, "Purple has trouble walking now, what should she do if she wants to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night? What if she gets thirsty and wants a drink of water? If her blanket falls to the ground, who will pick it up for her? Who will help her close the windows when it rains at midnight?"

Purple Summers wanted to say she was fine, but hearing Alexander care for her in every possible way inexplicably made her heart swell with a sour feeling.