Chapter 674
Seeing how weak Malorie had become, Henrick’s feelings of fear and guilt faded gradually.
Holding Malorie’s hand, he coaxed, “Mom, don’t worry. When you reach heaven, I’ll pray to you more frequently. Over there, you will have a carefree life…”
Malorie panted while the vital signs monitors in the emergency room beeped frantically.
She wanted to hurl insults at her useless son and curse at how cruel fate was, but she could not utter a single word. When she opened a mouth, she spat out a mouthful of blood.
The blood landed right on Henrick’s face.
After vomiting all that blood out, she did not even have the strength to open her eyes.
At that moment, a lot of things flashed across her mind. She remembered Maureen and her deceased husband…
“Henrick, you’ll die a horrible death!”
After yelling that out loud, Malorie had exhausted all of her energy. Her body trembled and fell limp while she closed her eyes slowly.
A flat line appeared on the heart rate monitor.
“Time of death, twelve fifty-four.”
The doctor recorded the time of death emotionlessly.
Grabbing a bandage from the side, Henrick wiped his face and cursed at how unlucky he was.
He should not have entered to send Malorie off.
“My condolences,” said Harry to Henrick with a conflicted feeling
It was his first time seeing a family member act like that when sending the patient off.
The patient could have lived for ten more minutes, but she died prematurely out of fury at her son.
You reap what you sow, I guess…
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