Too Much to Bear, My Love novel Chapter 485

On the way back, Oscar asked, “Amelia, did Mom talk bad about me?”

Amelia shook her head and chuckled. “Oscar, Mom is not as scary as you think. She's a cultured woman, and she was only mad at me because I did her wrong before. I'm not denying that I was being selfish back then. So, I only wish that she could forgive me one day.”

“Don't worry. With Tony around, she's going to forgive you sooner or later. I think you have Tony to thank for her attitude toward you right now. He's a sweet boy. It's only a matter of time before Mom accepts you again,” Oscar said confidently.

Amelia merely smiled. The truth was, she was not as optimistic.

It was already midnight when they were home and done washing up. As they were dog-tired from the long day, they only chatted for a while before the two fell deep into slumber with Tony in between them.

However, in the middle of the night, Tony suddenly convulsed and foamed. Roused by the noise, Amelia was taken aback by the alarming sight. She hurriedly hugged her son and asked with a shaky voice, “T-Tony, what's the matter? Don't scare me.”

Oscar was also jolted awake. However, he was calmer in comparison with Amelia. Nevertheless, he grew solemn at that sight.

He took Tony from Amelia and said in a tender tone, “Let's go to the hospital right now. Don't worry. Tony will be all right.”

Amelia trailed behind Oscar mindlessly. A sense of paralyzing fear washed over her at the mention of the hospital. She had spent most of her days going back and forth to the hospital these few years for a myriad of reasons—the car accident, losing her eyesight, and not to forget the corneal transplant. All that had led her to grow apprehensive at the mention of hospitals.

Looking at Tony, Oscar was actually terrified as well. However, as the head of the family, he knew he had to put up a strong face.

Oscar asked Hugo to drive, and he sat in the backseat with Amelia and Tony. Holding Amelia's hand, he said, “Don't worry. Tony will be all right.”

Amelia let out a sigh. She seemed calmer than before.

Her heart ached at the sight of the pale-faced Tony.

“I'm okay,” Amelia said softly.

When they reached Principal General Hospital, Robert was already waiting with the doctors that he had called over. Tony was placed on a bed and pushed into the operating room right away.

Robert noticed the anxious Amelia and said, “Don't worry, Amelia. Tony will be okay.”

Thankful for his help, Amelia said, “Thank you, Mr. Lancester, and I'm really sorry for bothering you at such hours.”

“I've been good friends with Owen and Olivia for many years. I'm really glad that you guys think of me when something happens. Don't worry. Tony will be all right with our doctors around,” Robert comforted her.

“Thank you so much, Mr. Lancester!” Amelia thanked him earnestly.

The red lights outside of the operating room finally went off after two hours. A few doctors and nurses came out of the room.

Oscar and Amelia dashed in their direction.

“Doctor, how is my son doing? Is his condition serious?” Amelia asked nervously.

“He's suffering from food poisoning. We've performed a gastric lavage on him. He's not in a critical condition. However, given his young age, the procedure will take a toll on his health. He requires ample rest,” a doctor said.

“Food poisoning?” Amelia was stumped. She was puzzled as to why her son would suffer from food poisoning.

“Thank you, doctors. We will be sure to treat all of you to a good meal someday,” Oscar said as he circled Amelia in his embrace.

“You're most welcome, Mr. Clinton,” the doctor replied.

The doctors had only left after a few bouts of exchange in pleasantries.

Two nurses pushed Tony into a high-class ward while Amelia and Oscar trailed behind them. Amelia's heart constricted at the sight of her anemic-looking son.

She felt her legs turn to jelly as she leaned against Oscar and sobbed. “Why would Tony suffer from food poisoning? Wasn't he just fine when we came back? I don't know what's with us and the hospitals. I spent most of my days in Beshya going back and forth to the hospital. After we're back, my son is admitted to the hospital. Why would he suffer from food poisoning after I brought him to the Clinton residence?”