The Woman From Hell

Amelia's parents walked up to me and thanked me solemnly. "We're so grateful, Mrs. Grant."

I smiled and shook my head. "You don't have to thank me. Sky is an adorable child. I like him, so it's only natural that I'd help him. Don't worry about the upcoming medical expenses. If the child needs a bone marrow transplant urgently, I'll talk to my husband and see if there's anything he can do to help."

I saw their lips quiver as if they wanted to smile, but they could not.

"Mrs. Grant, after talking it through, we've decided not to proceed with Sky's

treatment. This child is suffering. We've decided to let him spend his remaining days by bringing him on a trip. We'll let him see parts of the world he's never seen and do the things he's never done. We want him to leave without regrets. This is our family's fate," Amelia's mother said.

I was stunned. "Why? I've spoken to the doctor. He said that if we continue with the treatments and find a suitable bone marrow, he'll get better. If you're worried about the medical expenses, I'll take care of it. He's still so young. He still has a bright future ahead of him."

Amelia's mother burst into tears as she said with a helpless expression, "He won't have a bright future. Even if he's successfully treated, we'll just be a burden to him. Moreover, he has a leech of an uncle who made Amelia kill herself. He'll kill Sky too. We should let him enjoy his remaining days on Earth and let the good times end here. He'll do better in the afterlife."

at that moment. She was right. Even if this child was cured, he would have no one to rely on in the future. His scumbag of an uncle alone was enough to torture him

give up on

want much. He just wanted to keep

and we can't keep relying on your help forever. We're beyond grateful for all you've done for us thus far. If you ever need our help, we'll repay

but when I saw the determined look in

any of my

I did not have the right to decide what to do with his

powerless feeling made me very uncomfortable. I left

ringing. I took it out and glanced at the caller

boisterous as usual. "Have you returned to Whaldorf, Wanda? Have you seen Jordan? He hasn't called me in a