The Sway and Slide of Love novel Chapter 478

The moment Noelle entered the hospital room, Seline noticed something was off with her leg.

But with Rosie present, she didn't ask about it. Instead, she said, "Rosie woke up and didn't see you, so I called you."

"I saw, but I couldn't pick it up in time," Noelle answered as she sat down by Rosie's bed. "What's the matter, Rosie? Did you miss me?"

Rosie nodded, then glanced at Noelle's hands.

"Where's my lion plushie?"

It seemed she had been crying earlier. Her eyes were red, and her voice was hoarse.

Noelle hesitated, then bit her lip. "I'm sorry, sweetheart, but I couldn't find the plushie. How about I buy you a new one?"

"Will the new one be the same as the old one?"

Rosie's question caught Noelle off guard.

Without waiting for an answer, Rosie seemed to already know. She lowered her eyes and said, "But I want the original one."

"I know. I really do," Noelle said, her voice trembling. "I'll go back and look for it again, okay? Don't worry. The little lion is just hiding. I'll try my best to find it, okay?"

Rosie finally nodded. "I believe you, Mommy."

Noelle smiled and stroked her hair. "Let's get ready for dinner. What would you like to eat? I'll buy it for you, okay?"

"I want the sliders you make."

"Okay. I'll go buy the ingredients now. Wait here, and let Seline keep you company, alright?"

Rosie nodded obediently.

Only then did Noelle stand up, but Seline suddenly grabbed her hand.

However, as if suddenly remembering something, Noelle called out to her the next moment.

"Can you help me find the little lion plushie Rosie wants?" She showed Seline a photo of Rosie holding a toy. "It's this one. The store I bought it from doesn't sell it anymore. Can you see if you can find it somewhere else?"

Seline agreed readily, "Sure. Leave it to me."

She glanced at Noelle again, making sure there was nothing else she needed to say, before finally leaving.

Noelle stood there and slowly sat back down once Seline had left the room. She looked at Rosie, and after a long pause, she whispered, "I'm sorry, Rosie. I'm really sorry."

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Rosie's condition was under control.

Her illness had been caught early, and with the help of Marshall, who had arranged for the best doctors, Rosie was allowed to leave the hospital after a little over a week.