John Lane died on the operating table. She thought she could at least take a breath of relief after having enough money to perform the operation. As long as he could live, every cloud had a silver lining. She didn’t expect this bad news to follow without giving her a chance to gasp for breath.
A few moments later, Lillian came out with red eyes. “Tiffie… Go and see your dad one last time…”
Tiffany shook her head weakly. “I don’t want to… Mom, I’ll get his funeral settled early morning tomorrow. You can go back and rest.”
Lillian didn’t move but cried even more sadly on the spot. Her frail body shook like a leaf, and she looked like she was going to collapse the very next moment.
The thought of going back to a ghastly and crowded rental house that looked like it was in the ghetto scared her. As a wife from a once wealthy family, she had never gone through this kind of ordeal.
After staying like that for a while, Tiffany stood up. Her legs were tingling from numbness. “Mom, I’ll send you back.”
Lillian grabbed her hand. “No need, Tiffie. I know you have worked hard these days. I haven’t been of much help in my poor health and ended up troubling you. Just… let the hospital handle whatever is needed. I can go back by myself.”
Tiffany nodded lifelessly like a puppet and didn’t say anything.
Taking one last look back into the operating room, Lillian then walked away with tears in her eyes. Her lavish life had come to an end, and the horrible rental house would be her future home. She had no choice but to face the reality.
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