Eleven Years All to the Wrong Man novel Chapter 162

Melissa sobbed, wiping away tears as she spoke.

Mr. Carter was stunned by his daughter's sudden outburst. He was well aware that he had become a burden to her, so he didn't dare say more, just mumbled, "Didn't Mr. Cooper pay for Tessa… Is he not paying anymore?"

"He paid for her…"

Mr. Carter's mention of Evan was the last straw, and Melissa felt an even greater sense of grievance.

"Why should he pay for your caregiver! Who do you think you are to him?!"

"I—I didn't mean it like that, Melissa…"

Realizing he was only making things worse, Mr. Carter grew anxious and flustered.

After her outburst, Melissa sank to the floor, burying her head in her arms and refusing to look at her father on the bed.

Thomas watched, his heart aching with worry, but with tubes in his arms and body, he couldn't move easily. He lay stiffly in bed, trying to comfort his sobbing daughter on the floor.

"Melissa, listen to me. That's not what I meant… I just, I just…"

The man, well into his fifties, felt his own eyes redden. His voice choked with tears. "Melissa, I'm so sorry. It's my fault. I'm not capable, and now my illness has become a burden on you… If I had known it would cost so much, I never would have started the treatment. We could have saved the money for you, and maybe your life wouldn't be so hard right now…"

Hearing her father's words, Melissa, who had been crying with her head down, slowly looked up.

"Oh… Did—did he say when he'd be back?"

Thomas's hand clenched into a fist as he looked at his daughter's tear-streaked face with worry.

"No…"

"He didn't? But Ms. Price came by yesterday to say that the next round of treatment needs to be paid for in advance. If Mr. Cooper doesn't come back, what are we going to do about the medical bills?"

Thomas was most worried about the medical expenses.

After all, this wasn't a problem that a few thousand dollars could solve. It was a black hole that required hundreds of thousands of dollars to be poured into it.