Chapter 942

Seeing the person returning while drenched in rainwater, Helen quickly grabbed an umbrella from the living room of the Barlow mansion and rushed out. "Ms. Sadler, why didn't you use an umbrella in the rain? Look at you, you're completely soaked." Mayra walked into the hall with a numb expression, her gaze landing on Anderson, who was sitting on the couch while waiting for her return. He was dressed in black striped pajamas with his arms crossed over his chest. When he heard the footsteps behind him, he opened his eyes, which had been closed earlier for a brief rest. At the foyer, Helen put the umbrella away. "Mr. Barlow, Ms. Sadler is back." "Get out." "Yes, sir." Helen glanced worriedly at Mayra beside her, noticing her odd demeanor. Anderson stood up from the couch and headed upstairs instead of approaching her like he usually did in the past. "Since you're back, go upstairs to rest." "The doctor said... if he doesn't wake up in two days, he'll never... wake up again!" Mayra