Chapter 18 You Could Hug If You Wanted To

Oliver Jiang looked back and saw the couple who appeared earlier. His eyes were facing the man behind the wheelchair.

“Victoria? Is that you?” the woman called out again softy, with uncertainty.

Oliver Jiang narrowed his eyes as he reached out his hand and put it over her shoulder. He turned around and asked in a hoarse voice, “Baby, do you know them?”

When he called her baby, the woman in the wheelchair changed her face, “Victoria, what did he call you? Who is this...