Chapter 820
Hearing that, Graceโs emotions finally exploded.
โIf I canโt do this, and I canโt do that, then what do you expect me to do?โ
She took a deep breath. โNo matter how unwell I am, Iโm still better off than my daughter lying in that hospital bed.
โSheโs still in critical condition. Do you want me to just sit here and wait for the worst? Thatโs not how I operateโI canโt do that!โ
Seeing Grace so hysterical made Arnoldโs heart tremble.
It had been years since heโd seen her like this.
In his memory, Grace had always handled everything methodically.
She even managed the company with perfect order.
No matter what problem arose, she could always come up with a solution right away.
Now, all she could do was yell at people.
Arnold clearly remembered what she used to say: โNo matter what happened, losing your temper at others was a sign of weakness.โ
People who had no ability always lashed out at others and shifted the blame.
And now, had Grace somehow become one of those people without even realizing it?
He couldnโt believe itโฆ
โMaโam, I know youโre worried, but you need to stay calm. Especially now, more than ever, we need a clear mind.โ
There was visible urgency on Arnoldโs face.
Hearing that, Grace took a few deep breaths, but it felt like a heavy weight was pressing on her chest.
Her ears began to ring, and her mind buzzed.
She took a step back instinctively, clearly struggling to stay upright.
Startled, Arnold rushed to the medicine cabinet to get her usual pills.
He quickly poured her a glass of warm water and helped her take the medication.
Only when her breathing finally steadied did Arnold breathe a sigh of relief.
โMaโam, Iโm begging you,โ Arnold said, his voice choked with emotion.
โYour body really canโt handle such a long journey. The doctor already warned you.โ
After taking the medicine, Graceโs emotions finally settled.
In that moment, even her mind felt a bit clearer.
She sank onto the edge of the bed, her eyes landing on the mess of clothes in the suitcase, tears welling up despite herself.
โBut sheโs my daughterโฆ How could I not feel heartache?
โSheโs flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood. I just canโt sit by and do nothing!โ
Grace pounded her chest, her face filled with regret and self-blame.
If only she had treated Aurora better from the start and hadnโt been so strictโ
Would none of this have happened?
Back then, Aurora wouldโve been a cheerful little girl, right?
Would she have been like Tessa, clingy, always wanting to stay close to her?
But life didnโt offer a chance to go back.
Grace would never truly know the answers to these questions.
Seeing her so broken, Arnold felt miserable too.
A woman who once commanded the business world with ease, now surrounded by chaos at home.
It broke his heart to witness it.
In the end, he crouched down and silently began to help Grace pack up the mess.
Seeing this, Grace froze.
โArnoldโฆโ
She couldnโt help but murmur his name.
She had clearly seen how hard he tried to stop her earlier.