Seeing how weak Malorie had become, Henrick’s feelings of fear and guilt faded gradually.
Holding Malorie’s hand, he coaxed, “Mom, don’t worry. When you reach heaven, I’ll pray to you more frequently. Over there, you will have a carefree life…”
Malorie panted while the vital signs monitors in the emergency room beeped frantically.
She wanted to hurl insults at her useless son and curse at how cruel fate was, but she could not utter a single word. When she opened a mouth, she spat out a mouthful of blood. The blood landed right on Henrick’s face. After vomiting all that blood out, she did not even have the strength to open her eyes.
At that moment, a lot of things flashed across her mind. She remembered Maureen and her deceased husband…
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