Hilda’s words worry me very much.
I fear she will do something to me, and fear more she will harm my friends and families.
However, I don’t know much about her, so I completely have no idea what she will do.
The unknowns are usually the most frightening.
Frances hasn’t come back yet when I get back home.
I take Earl to the garden and get some fresh air.
It seems that this is the only way to calm me down.
After sitting on a bench for a while, a drowsy feeling creeps over me, and I couldn’t help nodding off.
Suddenly, I feel I am encircled by a warm embrace.
When I open my eyes, I’m met with his affectionate eyes.
"Are you tired? You look so sleepy."
His fond voice makes me want to sleep more.
And Earl also seems to sense his return, he opens his eyes and cries out.
Well, it’s about the time to feed him.
"I’ll nurse Earl first, talk to you later."
"I need to go out now for some errands." Frances gets up and intends to walk outside.
"Why do you rush out? You just came back a minute ago."
I feel it strange.
He looks unnatural, purses his lips and says, "It is Hilda. She said her child is sick and she doesn’t
know what to do."
Hilda. It is Hilda again.
She’s exactly what I guess about her!
How could such a shrewd person as Hilda not even know what to do when her child is sick?1 it’s clear
she made an excuse to let Frances go over! Frances is just so silly to believe her.
I don’t want him to go, but what if her child is seriously ill and being delayed, then I will be guilty for my
selfishness.
The most important is that I don’t want to have a quarrel with Frances about Hilda, which is exactly
what Hilda wants to see.
The fact that Frances doesn’t lie to me proves his clear conscience.
But I still feel very down.
"Right. I know. I’ll go now."
Replying with an upset voice, I walk inside.
Behind me, Frances promises, "I’ll be back soon."
I don’t respond and walk into the house directly.
I get upstairs. I change diaper for Earl while boiling water in a kettle.
Outside my room, there is a faint sound of quarrelling.
I listen intently and find it’s Sabina who sounds a little hysterical.
"Fernando was my husband. Why can’t I visit his grave? I am tolerant of you in everything, because
you’re Fernando’s father, but don’t be too over!"
I could tell that Sabina is aggrieved. Only old Mr Louis can reduce her to such situation.
But I’m sure stubborn old Mr Louis will not be easily persuaded by her few lines.
As expected, he snorts and says coldly, "Fernanda and you were divorced. Aren’t you ashamed to say
these words? If it was not for you, Fernanda would have not been distracted while driving, then he
would not have been dead! You killed my only son, I will never ever forgive you,
Not to mention allowing you to visit his grave! If you go again, I will move his grave elsewhere!"
I admit that old Mr Louis may be too hard on this matter, but it’s not easy to tell who’s the wrong side.
What they care about is the same person.
"Old Mr Louis, don’t push me too far!"
Sabina’s voice is trembling in great anger.
"Well, how about I just go this far? As long as I’m alive, you won’t get a chance to visit Fernando’s
grave!"
Old Mr Louis’ words get me a sense of sadness.
Because he really doesn’t have much time left.
Living with advanced liver cancer, he only has a few months left.
When I’m wandering, a sudden scream from Sabina is heard, with that, something is rapidly rolling
downstairs.
There comes a painful wailing from old Mr Louis.
It can’t be!
Because he really doesn’t have much time left.
Living with advanced liver cancer, he only has a few months left.
When I’m wandering, a sudden scream from Sabina is heard, with that, something is rapidly rolling
downstairs.
There comes a painful wailing from old Mr Louis.
It can’t be!
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