The moment the car stopped in front of the vet, Ivy couldn’t wait to unbuckle her seatbelt, jump out of the car, and dash into the hospital.
When Rosalynn and Wayne followed her in, Ivy was already holding Max’s head, crying her eyes out.
Rosalynn faintly heard her saying, “I thought you were dead! What would I do if you died, Max?”
Watching all this, Rosalynn suddenly burst out laughing.
Wayne looked at her, puzzled, “What’s so funny?”
“I just remembered, last year when you saved Max, Ivy was even more heartbroken. She thought Max was definitely a lost cause. Then Paige, to comfort
her, said….”
“With your dad around, even the Grim Reaper has to bow down to him.”
“Paige sure knows how to flatter me, thank God Max was saved in the end…”
As Wayne spoke, his expression suddenly became more serious.
Rosalynn caught his drift and nodded gently, “Yes, thank God Max was saved.”
Otherwise, who else would have jumped in to save Ivy without a second thought?
“We owe a big thank you to Erica,” Rosalynn continued, “The river was so turbulent yesterday, and she just jumped in and pulled Ivy out.”
“Mmhm.” Wayne nodded, “I’ll remember.”
He had a list in his heart.
Good or bad, he remembered everything.
When Ivy first saw Max, he weakly wagged his tail, clearly happy to see her.
But five minutes later.
Max was already fed up with her crying.
He was extremely exasperated.
And he would occasionally glance at Rosalynn, as if to say, can you please control your daughter!
