Chapter 620

The doctor removed his surgical mask, his face filled with regret. “The elderly lady already had a heart condition, and with the added shock, we did our best…”

David heard that and stood frozen in place, not daring to ask the next question.

Lysander’s body jolted violently, his handsome face taut and stern, his eyes narrowing.

Thalassa, who was sitting on the ground, her throat still aching, heard the doctor’s words. Her rapid breathing stopped abruptly, her mind going blank as she stared at the doctor with wide eyes.

What did he mean by “did our best”?

Did it mean that Lysander’s grandmother had passed away?

Feeling the weight of the atmosphere, the doctor somberly advised, “Prepare for the funeral. Let the old lady rest in peace.”

After saying that, the doctor left.

Lysander. His tall figure was rigid, a melancholic

tightly into a fist, veins bulging on the back

as if it was being torn apart.

medical bed. Grandma Sybil lay on it, her eyes tightly shut. Her wise,

his deep eyes fixed on Grandma Sybil, his cheeks stiff with

room corridor, his

the side of the bed, his aged face trembling as he looked at Sybil lying on the bed. “Sybil, what’s wrong? It’s me. Open your eyes and look at

me…”

wasn’t at home that day. As soon as he heard that Sybil had been rushed to the hospital, he rushed back as fast as

the silence, “Grandpa, Grandma

reality. His cloudy eyes quickly filled with tears as he reached out

as his heavy hand reached Sybil’s nose. There was no breath.

left Zephyr’s body, and he stumbled

long arms caught his grandfather, providing

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