Amelia's mother was surprised. When she finally responded to what I said, she said joyfully, "Thank you, Mrs. Grant. Thank you so much. We owe you our lives.”
Once the call ended, I transferred the money to her bank account.
It was never-ending, like a black hole.
However, Sky was still a child. If he had a chance to continue living, anyone would choose to help as long as it was within their capabilities.
I was capable of helping him, so I could not just stand by and do nothing.
I did not expect anything in return. All I wanted was for that child to grow up healthy.
I sighed softly as I watched Theo who was asleep on the hospital bed. I would just think of it as accumulating good karma.
Theo was asleep for three whole days. I had initially wanted to stay up until he regained consciousness, but I quickly passed out after the first night.
He woke up three days later. The moment he opened his eyes, he gripped my hand tightly and asked in a worried tone, "Are you okay? Are you hurt?”
Tears welled up in my eyes, and I sniffled. With a hoarse voice, I replied, "I'm perfectly fine."
When he saw that I was indeed fine, he stopped fretting. "Next time, no matter what, don’t take risks for me. I want nothing more than for you to be alive and well."
I sniffled and said somewhat sullenly, "I'm not listening to you."
Theo smiled softly and put my hand against his cheek, showing his vulnerable side.
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