“Grandpa, it’s me.”

She sounded hesitant, for she was not used to calling him that.

Despite that, Wilfred was still overjoyed when he heard the way she addressed him, so much so that his spirits were immediately lifted.

“It’s good that you’re here. I’m glad. Thank you for coming.”

“I’m sorry I’m late. I wanted to visit you when you got admitted to the hospital, but Joseline wouldn’t let me in, so I could only find another opportunity to slip in.”

When Wilfred heard that, he heaved a huge sigh before saying apologetically, “That’s just how she is. I’m sorry for everything you’ve been through.”

A hint of hatred appeared in Angeline’s eyes at the mention of Joseline. She couldn’t bring herself to forgive Joseline, so she changed the topic.

“Grandpa, why don’t I bring you to the balcony to get some fresh air?”

“Okay. It’s been a while since I got some sunlight.” Wilfred cracked a rare smile.

At his consent, Angeline held his arm and helped him sit up in bed.

Just then, Floretta walked in with a pair of sandals in her hands. With a soft and adorable voice as warm as the sunlight in spring, she said, “Old Mr. Sorelle, put on some shoes so you can keep your feet warm.”

A look of shock lined Wilfred’s face as he heard that, and soon, he broke out into a wide smile.

“Oh, it’s you, Floretta. I didn’t expect to see you again.”

Instead of approaching him, Floretta merely smiled sweetly at him and replied in a cheerful voice, “Old Mr. Sorelle, if you want to see me, I can always ask Angel to bring me here.”

“That would be great! I’d love for you to come often, but I don’t think I have much time left.”

Upon finishing his sentence, he was overwhelmed by immense sorrow. He began coughing violently despite only speaking briefly.

that, Angeline quickly helped him to the balcony and sat

to take good care of yourself. Didn’t anyone come to

he explained, “I’ve been unconscious for the past few days, so I don’t know what happened. All I

about Joseline? Doesn’t

sent everyone away, saying that she didn’t want anyone to disturb me,” Wilfred answered. Although it seemed like he was explaining on her behalf,

on the scenery outside the window, a gentle breeze brushed the hairs on his face, stinging his eyes in the process. In a daze, he slowly

that child before, but

and complicated

at the very end of his life. How does Joseline have the nerve to harm him when

It helps you

Wilfred the truth, Angeline poured some oatmeal into a bowl and handed it

the spoon and ate the oatmeal. He was touched, for Angeline had

felt a lot better. His

it since she was free. If

thought, Angeline asked Floretta to spend some time with Wilfred in the ward before carrying the laundry to the

clothes, she stepped out of the room with the clean clothes

come to visit your

both his hands in his pockets, Liam looked at her and flashed her a

and engaged in a conversation

your rounds? It must

This is part of my job. Anyway,

away. How could Grandpa

of hatred surfaced in

sighed. After pondering, he spoke. “I know the situation in your family is complicated, so I shouldn’t say anything at this point to make things worse, but there’s

“What is it?”

someone is

was helping Floretta stack the toy blocks she had brought over from school. While he was at it, a block accidentally slipped from his hand and

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