Chapter 455 You Don't Have to be too Anxious

"Henry."

Henry Thompson stepped in from outside, took a glance at the pallid Henry Hudson, and his heart ached a little more. He pursed his lips, a flicker of contemplation in his eyes.

"Brother Thompson." A hint of a smile played on Henry Hudson's lips as he faintly looked at the man before him. He tried to sit up, but Thompson quickly reached out to support him, speaking with concern.

"You've been injured, you should stop moving around."

Henry Hudson grinned composedly, parting his ashen lips, gratitude laced his words: "I'm almost completely fine now, and I owe it to your care during this time."

Thompson spoke softly, patting Hudson's back, signaling him to lie down.

His tone was mild: "You should really rest. You look very weak."

Recalling Charlotte Thompson's earlier request, Thompson nodded at Hudson and spoke with a gentle tone.

"I'll take the children and leave first. You rest well."

After settling Hudson, Thompson hastened the children to leave.