Facade of Love

Chapter 40

Chapter 40 What Did You Say to My Dad?

I hesitated for a moment before standing up. I knew that even though my mother seemed fragile, once she made up her mind, no one could change it. I did not continue to argue with her. Copyright by Nôv/elDrama.Org.

Upon leaving the hospital, I could feel Lake City was growing colder. Despite the bright sunshine, there was still a chill in the air. After getting into my car and starting it, I suddenly felt an increasing sense of panic.

Perhaps it was just in my head, but after a few seconds of hesitation, I got out of the car. I could not feel at ease leaving my mother alone, not right after my father had passed away

With this in mind, I returned to the hospital.

My mother was no longer in the chair where I had left her. After asking around, I learned that she had gone to the ward where my father had stayed, probably to gather my father’s belongings.

Outside the ward, just as I reached the door, I heard my mother’s cold voice interrogating someone. “Moore, what exactly did you say to your dad?”

Moore’s voice sounded somewhat innocent, “Mom, what are you talking about? I don’t understand.”

My mother’s voice was suppressed, holding back anger. “After all this, you’re still pretending? This morning when I went out, he was fine. If you hadn’t said something to upset him, why would he have been so angry that he vomited blood? The doctor said he shouldn’t be stressed out. If you didn’t say anything, would your father have gotten so upset?”

Moore seemed to be trying to defend herself, “Mom, we really didn’t say much. It’s just that Iddy told dad that I was pregnant with his child and that he wanted to divorce Yvette, hoping Dad would give us his blessing. I didn’t expect Dad to react so strongly, I…”

Smack! A loud slap came from inside, followed by my mother’s furious voice. “You’re despicable! How can you be so shameless?”

I stood outside the door, listening to the voices inside, unable to snap back to reality for a long time. Had Idris said those words to my dad?

Why?

Did they not know that a patient should not be agitated?

Inside the ward, my mother was out of control as she was hitting and scolding Moore. I stood outside, unable to believe that Idris would do such a thing for a long time.

“Ack!” A scream from the ward snapped me back to reality; Moore had been pushed to the ground by my mother. She was clutching her stomach and screaming in pain.

I froze for a moment, looking into the ward, and suddenly noticed the blood on the inside of Moore’s thigh. My mind buzzed, and I thought to myself in dismay, ‘The baby!”

Before I could react, a figure dashed by my side.

It was Idris

He hurried to Moore’s side, ready to help her up.

Seeing Idris, Moore’s tears fell instantly, clutching the corner of his clothes, her face twisted in pain. “Iddy, the baby, my baby.”

Idris‘ face darkened. Noticing the blood on her inner thigh, he quickly scooped Moore up in his arms, his face full of urgency as he shouted for a doctor outside the ward.

“Doctor!”

As he brushed past me, Idris‘ dark eyes fell on me.

I looked at him, my mouth opening to speak, but before the words could come out, he coldly carried Moore away.

Chapter 40 What Did You Say to My Dad?

Watching him rush away anxiously, I stood there stiffly.

“Yvette, is she bleeding?” My mother approached me while trembling, her face drained of all color.

I turned my gaze away, suppressing the sourness in my heart, and shook my head slightly at her. “Mom, don’t worry, it’ll be okay.”

She bowed her head and sobbed. “I couldn’t control my emotions. Yvette, they actually angered your father to death. This morning when I left, your dad was fine. He even asked me to bring him some milk, which he had been craving for a long time. The doctors had finally allowed him to be discharged, and he was so happy this morning. He kept asking when you would come to pick him up. I was only gone for a short while. How could they be so heartless, not letting him enjoy the world a bit longer, not letting him spend more time with us!”

By the end, my mother was almost shaldng uncontrollably

I reached out to support her, my heart feeling like someone was twisting a knife in it. Yes, indeed, how could they be so heartless?

My mother was still soft–hearted and grew worried that Moore’s child might not survive. She asked me to check on the situation from outside the maternity ward.

Outside the matemity ward.

Idris was sitting on a chair in the corridor, looking somber. I walked over to him, glancing up at the light above the emergency room door.

My heart was filled with mixed feelings.

Perhaps sensing someone’s presence, Idris, who had been looking down, looked up at me. Seeing it was me, his expression paused slightly, and he asked, “Why’d you come here?”

I looked at him, not answering his question, but after a moment of silence, I said, “Idris, this morning you and Moore went to my dad’s room. What did you say to my dad?”

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