To Amanda, Dorothy wasn’t a person whose name she needed to know. Referring to her as “the cleaner” was enough.
Amanda thought she could win her son's approval, but this time, Everett just stared at her with his thin lips tightly pursed, unwilling to even mention marrying Heather in such a situation.
Neither mother nor son spoke. Their gazes met, each with their own thoughts.
The atmosphere seemed to freeze for a moment.
Thankfully, the doctor came over to call for a family member to sign some papers. It was then that Everett murmured that he'd go check it out and left the room.
Amanda's situation was a bit special. She had the type of condition that could relapse anytime and anywhere. So, after the doctor had him sign, he repeatedly reminded him to go along with her wishes because the mortality rate for this self-destructive type of depression was very high.
When Everett returned to the room, he found an extra person there.
Heather.
Amanda must have called her over.
Hearing footsteps, Heather turned around and saw Everett standing at the doorway.
His handsome face looked tense, with no visible emotion. But after so many years of being together, she knew his mood wasn't good at this moment.
"Why are you here?" Although he guessed the reason, he still asked indifferently when he spoke.
"I... I..."
"I called her." Amanda was clearly much better; apart from her still pale face, her voice was back to normal.
Heather stood there, looking somewhat at a loss as to whether to sit or stand.
“Is this what you wanted to see? Are you satisfied now?” Everett’s questions were directly aimed at Heather, completely disregarding his mother.
“Everett, what do you mean? How could I want to see Amanda like this?!” Heather widened her eyes, looking innocent.
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