You More than Anything in the World (Arissa)

Chapter 472

Mary noted how well-dressed Ethen was.

“Uhh... What does Mr. Graham do, if you don't mind me asking?”

Ethen stared at the old woman warily.

They didn't know each other well, after all, so he couldn't help but question her intentions upon hearing her question.

“Don't get me wrong! I just want to know what Tim's life will be like when he returns to Mr. Graham.”

Now, Ethen felt sorry for doubting her.

“Don't worry. Tim will have the best possible environment to grow up in. Mr. Graham is a businessman.”

Mary nodded. “I suppose that doesn't really matter as long as Tim's parents love him. The poor boy doesn't say anything, but I know he's been a little resentful ever since he found out he was adopted. He thinks his real parents abandoned him.”

Ethen could tell from the way Tim behaved and spoke after finding out who his real father was.

“I think he'll understand after Mr. and Mrs. Graham explain everything. They care very much about him.”

“I'll be sure to talk to him.” Mary smiled. “I'm getting weaker. I was worried about what might happen if I were to suddenly leave this world one day. My... my son is such a pain. I don't know what Tim's future would be like if I were no longer there to protect him. That's why I'm so happy and relieved that you've finally come for him.”

The more she spoke, the more depressed she sounded.

Even Ethen had a hard time hearing her words. “Don't be too upset, ma'am. You look pretty healthy! You should be able to live many more years.”

Yet, Mary shook her head. “I'm old. I know my own body best. Seeing Tim return to his real family is more than enough for me. At least I can now leave without having to worry about him.”

“But ma'am, think about how Tim feels! He really cares about you. Even if he's finally found his parents, I'm sure he'd be sad if he won't get to see you anymore.”

Mary stilled upon hearing that. She had absolutely no doubt about how much Tim adored her. She had raised him after all.

“I'll do my best to undergo my treatment. Now, it all depends on fate.”

Not knowing how else to console her, Ethen pulled a chair out and sat next to the bed.

Mary turned to him. “Why don't you take a stroll outside, young man? You don't have to stay here with me.”

“I have to look after you while Tim is away. Do you need to use the bathroom?”

“Yes, I do. Sorry for the trouble.” Seeing how adamant he was, Mary chose not to refuse his kindness.

“Not at all.”

Ethen went up and lifted Mary carefully. “Let me know if you're not feeling well.”

“I'm fine. Don't you worry!”

“We were so scared when you coughed blood. You wouldn't have had to go through that if we had told you who we were from the start,” the man said apologetically.

“It's not your fault. I'm just getting weaker.”

Ethen helped Mary get to the bathroom.