Facade of Love

Chapter 29 Dad Is Preparing for Discharge

My mother shook her head, looking somewhat nervous. “Is there anything else?”

I smiled and reassured her. “No, I was just asking.”

Was Moore really so desperate that she planned to use our parents to pressure me?

The door to the emergency room opened, and the doctor came out to call for family members.

My mother rushed forward, and I followed behind her. The doctor looked at us and said, “The patient’s condition is temporarily stable for now, but his illness has significantly worsened. He’s at risk of dying at any time. Spending time with family members should be prioritized now.”

My mother’s face turned pale. She nodded and asked with a choked voice, “Doctor, he often suffers unbearable pain at night. Is there any way to relieve it?”

The doctor shook his head. “The patient’s organs are gradually failing. All we can do now is make sure he lives his final days out happy. Don’t let him get agitated, otherwise…”

The implication was clear.

My mother pressed her l*ps together, her tears falling silently. For a moment, I felt dazed and mumbled, “How did he get so seriously ill?”

hospital for a check–up. If he hadn’t fainted from pain at home the last time, we wouldn’t have discovered his illness. During his time in the hospital, he’s been waking up from sleep due to his pain every day, but he didn’t want

together, feeling a lump in

up. He looked much more haggard than the last time I saw him. His

me, who was standing at the side. He now looked

me, then looked at my mother and said, “Leave for a bit. I want to talk to Yvette for a moment.” My mother, fearing that we would argue as we had in the past,

did not dare

just him and me in the

is voice

said, “You should be kinder to Mom.” For all these years, he seemed to give commands to my mother

“It’s still not

a deep breath, and thought that since he did not have much time left, I might as well not argue with him. I said, “So, what did you

a few moments to catch his breath before looking at me and asking, “How does Madam Young plan to handle

but not now, a year from now. Also, she won’t make life difficult for Scott

frowned. “A year

Dad Is Preparing

I said, fiddling with

after a moment