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When Gwendolyn heard Angeline's voice, she turned to look over. Zayden was getting up off the ground while reaching his hand out around him.

“Stay away. You guys don't have to bother about me. I can manage on my own.”

Gwendolyn felt a pang in her heart. Since he had lost his sight, his temper had worsened.

She hung up the call and ran over to him to grab his hand.

“Zayden, where do you want to go? I'll help you.”

Gwendolyn recalled how devastated she had been six years ago. If it wasn't for Zayden's continuous encouragement and help, there was no way she could have safely given birth to the kids. She would not be who she was now.

She easily could have died on the morning she woke up. Truthfully, she was probably as helpless as Zayden was right now.

Without hope, one's heart would die.

Hearing her voice, Zayden frowned slightly. His chiseled face had a glimpse of darkness.

“Gwen, why haven't you left?”

Whilst sobbing, Angeline scolded, “Zay, look at yourself. Are you going to keep refusing help from others? You're covered in injuries. I am your mother. There's nothing about you that I can't see.”

From her words, Gwendolyn understood that he needed to go to the restroom.

go with him. If it was her, she probably wouldn't want any help

up patiently. Even though he struggled and asked her to leave, she

the door. I'll open the restroom door, and

go of him and quickly pushed

to his side, he swung her

I

big step forward and

hissed from

just help you in. I'll come right back

hard for Zayden to be mad. His brows

with no choice, he allowed her to help him. Gwendolyn glanced down at

you outside. Just call for

by the door. She was prepared to

Angeline's mood

past half a month, she had been like this every day. Her heart ached for her son but she didn't know what

the woman waiting beside the restroom

just because you're acting this way, Gwendolyn. Even though Zay is blind now, you still don't deserve

this point, Gwendolyn had already

don't deserve him. I've never even thought about getting together with him. Don't worry, Mrs.