Chapter 272

Mayra had turned into someone who didn't need to work hard for anything and completely relied on Anderson. The medications Broderick used on Mayra were not available on the market. That was why her wounds could heal so quickly. "Take her to the hospital for an X-ray when you have time," Broderick said in a heavy tone while patting Anderson's shoulder. "I'm leaving now." … Twelve years ago, in a cozy little house of less than a hundred square feet, a four-year-old Mayra had a pink dress on. She was holding a doll and lying on the bed. "Andy, is there going to be thunder outside? I'm scared." Anderson covered her ears. "Don't be afraid, I'm here." "Andy, why aren't Mom and Dad back yet?" Anderson finally coaxed her to sleep in the dark room. But hearing the thunder, Mayra woke up again. He comforted her by saying, "It's okay, they'll be back soon. Go back to sleep." Half an hour later, Anderson was also drifting off to sleep when he heard the door open. Then, he heard the sound o