C167 What Kind of Bloody Rain and Foul Wind Would It Be?

Tempest's eyes reddened. "Thelma, we can't take this medicine for nothing. I'll get someone to transfer the money to you later."

Jordin nodded in agreement.

"Uncle, Auntie, there's no need. I only did what I could for Darren. As long as he gets better, it's worth it."

"Thelma, are you married?"

Thelma blushed at her question.

Jordin said in a deep voice