Chapter 10 Sorry To Make You Misunderstand

Freya's POV

I clutched my phone tightly, a bitter smile slowly forming on my face.

Whenever I needed Kingsley the most, he was always absent.

Alone in the quiet waiting room, I sat for what felt like an eternity, until the emergency room light switched off, the door swung open, and the doctor emerged.

"Although your mother was successfully revived this time, her overall bodily functions are significantly deteriorating, which is concerning. You should prepare yourself," the doctor stated in a detached tone.

I expressed my gratitude to the doctor, dismissed him, and requested assistance from the caregiver in fetching a basin of hot water.

Wringing out the towel, I perched on the edge of the bed and gently wiped my mother's body.

Six years had passed since the accident, and for six years, my mother had remained in this stagnant condition on her hospital bed.

Her muscles had nearly wasted away, her body frail and withered, dependent solely on nourishment to sustain her life each day. Desp