Chapter 638: Her Face is Ruined, Becoming More and More Unpleasant to Look At

Anna Jadwin's head was drooping, her long eyelashes trembling, her voice was as coarse as if it was ground with gravel: "I want to go home."

Wayne Bailey's heart clenched like a fist: "Home? Where do you have a home now?"

"…"

"Does Maxwell Cameron still want you? Do you still have a home?"

He clearly remembered at the hospital, Maxwell Cameron provocatively said—Anna Jadwin herself said that wherever he was, that place was her home!

Anna Jadwin had a heavy accent in her nose, and tears inexplicably flowed down.

Her tears fell down in the air…

Wayne Bailey panicked: "When your injuries are better, I'll send you back. Anna Jadwin, you just applied medicine to your face, don't cry!"

She sniffed, if she felt wronged, she must never have a reliable shoulder to lean on… that way it would be easiest to cry.

She hated her own weakness!

Wayne Bailey gently supported her shoulder and carried her horizontally.