"I want you gone." Grace pounded on the nightstand, her entire body shaking with rage.
"Mum, don’t get riled up; just cool it."
"Get out! Can't you understand what I'm saying? I want you two to leave now!" Grace screamed with all her might.
Worried that this would only worsen her condition, Attlee started to get up, pulling Yolanda with him. "Alright, you rest up; we'll come see you in a few days."
"Get out!" Grace was so angry that she was nearly voiceless, her body shaking violently. After they left, she realized her face was wet.
She laughed bitterly at herself. She never imagined she’d end up so alone in her old age.
Blood ties didn’t mean squat.
She slowly took out a phone from underneath her pillow, checked her recent call records, and dialed Arabella, just wanting to hear the young girl's voice.
"Granny, what's wrong?" Arabella could tell something was off from her voice: "Are you feeling down?"
"Not really; I just miss you. What are you up to?"
Arabella paused what she was doing, glanced at the massager on her table, and said gently, "Nothing much, just some work-related stuff."
"Don't work too hard; remember to rest. By the way, when's my surgery?" She was getting anxious.
"In three days."
"Three days, huh?" Touching her chest, Grace repeated the date, unsure if she could make it.
These past few days, Attlee had enraged her to the point where her heart was constantly hurting and she was having difficulty breathing.
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