Luna's heart skipped a beat; her whole body froze on the spot, not daring to breathe.
"It's cousin Luna, isn't it?" Harry immediately followed up as he noticed the change in her demeanor, staring intently at Jade and refusing to miss any nuances in her expression.
Luna gritted her teeth, rushed forward, and pushed Harry aside. "Harry, what are you doing? Grandma just woke up! The doctors said she's sick, yet you're still forcing her to think about all kinds of things! Doesn't she need some rest?"
Harry grabbed Luna's wrist. "Cousin Luna, what are you so guilty about?"
Luna bit her lower lip, her brows furrowed tightly. "Guilty? For what? I'm only thinking about Grandma's well-being. Why can't this wait until she's recovered?"
