Her heart skipped a beat.
It was the first time she had seen Yasmine in such a panic since the last time she had been rushed to the hospital.
"A bullet has gone through his leg. Given his age, there's no chance he'll ever stand again." Yasmine continued, her voice sounding calm, but the quiver in it was too obvious for Chloe to miss.
She knew her mother's affection for Bryson. From childhood, Bryson and Yasmine had depended on each other. If it wasn't for Bryson, there would be no Yasmine today, and there would be no Chloe. To her mother, Bryson was as important as a father.
Chloe’s current feelings were even more intense than when she found out that Wendy had taken Yasmine away.
Bryson and her mother had a bond of over forty years. Her relationship with her mother barely exceeded three decades.d2
Maybe she couldn't really understand Yasmine’s feelings right now.
Yasmine's voice was trembling more and more. "He's always been there for me. Chloe, in all the years of my life, all the painful days, it was Bryson who stood by my side… His leg was broken on the way home from my rehab…"
Chloe reached out and put her hand on Yasmine's shaking shoulder. Her eyes were looking slightly red. She didn’t know what to say, to make her not feel so sad, not so upset. She didn’t have the right to say anything. The fact was, she couldn’t change anything.
The only thing that could console her mother now was if Bryson could get better. But that was impossible. With his age, there was no chance of recovery.
She simply patted Yasmine’s shoulder, and after a long pause, she only had one thing to say, "We owe Bryson an apology."
Yasmine's voice choked. "Yes, I've let him down. I've been dragging him down all these years."
Chloe's expression gradually turned cold.
Dragging down…
She suddenly thought of the moment when she shot Wendy dead. There was no fear, no panic, and even no hesitation. She never thought about what would happen next.
If she really had to say, she only had one thought at that time, and that was relief.
Yes. With Wendy's death, she felt relief because there would never be a ticking time bomb threatening her at any time and affecting her life. But the ticking bomb wasn't just Wendy. Her mother was forced to jump into the sea back then, and now Bryson's leg was ruined.
Old grievances and new hatreds, she had to count them.
Ava!!
Yasmine was exhausted, and her spirit was already weak. They didn't talk for long before Chloe took Yasmine back to rest.
Chloe asked Damon to accompany her to the hospital.
Winston was staying at the hospital. He nodded when he saw them. Chloe approached the bed. The elderly man, who was already advanced in years, was now lying in bed, fast asleep.
For the elderly, even a common cold could be life-threatening, not to mention being shot. The bullet went straight through his bone. It had only been a few days, but Bryson's condition now looked frail and weak. His hair, which used to have some black strands, was now completely white. His face was pale and looked extremely haggard. Having gone through a life-and-death struggle, he had exhausted all his remaining energy.
This sight made Chloe's heart tremble. Not to mention her mother, who regarded him as a father.
Bryson had been by Yasmine's side for so many years and was always on guard. Even though he was asleep, he was aware the moment the door to the ward opened. It was just a matter of whether the person who came was worth him opening his eyes to deal with.
Right now, he didn't have any extra energy to deal with people who didn't really matter to him. Since the person came in and didn't say anything, and then stood by his bed, it couldn't be just anyone.
He slowly opened his eyes, and sure enough, he saw Chloe.
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