
The next morning, Alex drives Dorothy to the airport in her car. He met some colleagues there as they were about to attend an exhibition in Block City. Alex then drove the car back home.
On the way home, he received a call, It was from Cheryl. "Alex, you need to go to the hospital now. It's about your mother."
Alex flinched, "What happened to mom?"
Cheryl replied seriously, "We'll talk when you arrive."
Alex could feel his chest tightening. He rushed to the hospital as quickly as possible. Alex realizes Brittany's condition is getting worse. She doesn't need an explanation from Cheryl because the life support monitor shows her vital signs. Plus he has seen many cases of vegetative conditions in the past. She knew her mother was in the last hours of her life. This was the worst ending for them, and Alex felt helpless.
He was like a candlelight that went out—nothing could change his fate. "Bu-" Alex cried loudly, as tears flowed like a storm. He wrapped his arms around Brittany's body, shaking her strongly. "Mom, wake. Don't go, please don't go.."
Like a child, she cried and cried until her voice was hoarse.
Cheryl has mercy on Alex. He put his hand on his shoulder and said, "Alex, we've done everything we can. But I'm afraid we still can't save him. I'm really sorry. He's got an hour at most."
Alex could hear his heart breaking. He stood up and grabbed Cheryl's arm, still crying. "Dr. Cheryl, isn't your grandfather the best doctor in California? Can't he save my mother? Please call your grandfather, please hurry."
However, Cheryl shook her head. "My grandfather came early. But he can't help either."
"Ohhh."
Alex howled in pain, grabbed her hair and hit her head repeatedly.
Cheryl steps in. "Alex, control yourself."
Alex turns and hugs Cheryl tightly. His shoulders are wet with tears. Cheryl can empathize with her pain. So, she hugged him, comforted him.
Suddenly, Claire walked into the ward. Seeing Alex and Cheryl hugging each other, Claire could feel her blood boiling. He rushes towards them and slaps Alex and Cheryl in the face hard. He then glared at Cheryl and scolded, "Well, isn't this good? I'm catching you b*star with a red hand this time I can't believe you're going to do this on the ward! Are you not ashamed? Rockefeller, my daughter just got on a plane not long ago and you've been cheating? Why don't you just kill yourself"
"Plac. Slap it!"
It surprised Cheryl. It makes his cheeks heat up. And the worst part was what Claire said. Cheryl knew that she was innocent - she was just a doctor, nothing else. Why should he endure such treatment?
Claire's loud screams attracted the attention of many nurses and families in the hospital.
Claire is a very grumpy woman, the type who holds a grudge and takes revenge. He swung his hand again, slapping Cheryl in the face. Cheryl can't even dodge.
Claire shouted, "Omong is empty!* Think of my words? Anyone will know that you are the one who has to think about your words! Seduce the husbands of others like you, and even hug in public like this! Why don't you just claim to be a shameless whore? I saw everything! There's even saliva on your shirt, you're not naked yet."
Everyone was looking at them now, gossiping softly. Cheryl was so triggered that she felt like she wanted to explode in anger. Alex was still in a daze a moment ago. But he jerks back to reality and pulls Claire aside. "Mom, don't accuse Dr. Cheryl. We didn't do anything. I was too sad and wanted to be hugged.
"Sad and want to be hugged? So you mean you'll sleep with her if you're sadder, huh?" said Claire.
Suddenly, she realizes that the necklace of Love in a Fallen City is hanging on Cheryl's neck. His expression became dark. "And if you say you're not cheating, then what is he wearing around his neck? You lied to me yesterday. You said you gave it to a five year old girl. A five-year-old girl? You son of a bitch, you've lived off us, yet you're here clinging to another woman. What kind of man are you?" does it? is he an Alex is not in a fight.
He shouted with reddened eyes, "Can you stop this? My mom's dying, she's dying! Can't you see?" He brought his hands to his face and wiped his tears. Claire turned to look at Brittany. Less sympathy, he snorted, "He better die. After all, he was no different from dying now."
"What did you say? I challenge you to say that again!"
Sure, I'll say it again! I said, since your mother would rather die, she wouldn't be a burden!"
"Plac. Slap it!"
With a hard punch, Alex slapped Claire in the face hard,
Claire was very surprised by his actions. He explodes into a rage, lunging forward to fight Alex. "Basar b*star, how dare you slap your mother-in-law, you piece of trash Karma will catch you for this! You must die with your mother, will make my daughter divorce you as soon as she returns!
I I don't want to tolerate you and make your ungrateful ass under my roof. Get out of our lives!"
He scratches Alex, forming a lacerations in his body.
Alex's blood boiled with anger. He clamped it against the wall and swung his fist at him.
"Let'soo!"
Claire screams in horror. With a thud, he realized that Alex's punch had landed on the wall. He pushes Alex away immediately, running for his life.
Alex's fingers are now spitting out a lot of blood—a terrible sight. He suddenly felt numb and dropped to the ground with a sad expression. Blood seeped into the black ring he was wearing, but no one noticed. A faint light shone through the ring and entered Alex's body in an instant.