My Ex-Wife Remarried Me
Chapter 141: I Did Not Know You Were Alive

Amora arrived at the nursing home while wondering if the nurse came here often, considering her familiarity with the place.

The moment they alighted from the van, the nurse led her to the innermost building, much to her confusion.

"Let's go there first, Dr.Esme."

"Hm? What about the ones outside?"

Amora asked, glancing at the buildings near them in bewilderment.

The nurse seemed to panic a little as she explained, "Dr.Esme, the ones staying in the innermost buildings are the most serious cases.I think you should take a look at them first."

"Alright then,' Amora said as she decided not to probe further.

However, she noticed how different the building looked from the others.

Besides being impeccably clean, the furniture there was visibly more luxurious, and the employees there seemed well trained and responsible.

Huh, this place looks pretty unique! She walked into the first ward to check on the patient staying inside, but stopped abruptly when she noticed the nurse that had led her to the nursing home slipping away discreetly.

"What are you doing, Ms. Sullivan?" she asked.

"Huh? Oh...nothing much...I'm just checking on the other patients!" the nurse said, hurrying back into the room.

Amora glanced at her again, but she did not say anything else.

The two of them got to work, and they finished visiting every ward after about an hour. Amora cleared up the documents in her hands and got up to go to another building.

However, the nurse started acting strange the moment they exited the building.

She kept fidgeting and looking back, as though she did not want to leave it. What's going on?

"Hey, Ms.Sullivan? Is everything alright?" Amora asked.

"Huh?" the nurse exclaimed, whipping her head around to meet her eyes.

She shook her head and answered, "I'm fine. I'm just a little tired."

She's just a little tired? "Alright then,' Amora said, taking the documents the nurse had been holding on to.

"Go back and take a break. I'll take over from here."

"Thank you, Dr.Esme,' the nurse said before disappearing out of the front entrance.

Sighing, Amora had no choice but to get to work.

She spent another hour going through the wards and checking on the patients while carrying her equipment and documents along. When she was done, several employees at the nursing home rushed over immediately.

"Thank you, Dr.Esme. Can I get you a cup of tea?"

"I'm alright. Thanks for the offer,"

Amora said, glancing at her watch.

"I have other matters to attend to."

"Alright then.See you, Dr.Esme!" the employees chorused as they watched her exit the nursing home.

The winter skies were bleak and gray, and Amora wondered if a snowstorm was on its way.

When she exited the building, she could not help but shiver violently as the cold wind cut across her skin.

"Hm? Where's the van?" she muttered to herself as she stared at the empty driveway in confusion.

Suddenly, a white van screeched to a halt in front of the entrance, almost making Amora jump out of her skin in shock.

Before she could react, an old, frail man with a walking stick alighted from the van and met her eyes.

It was as though time had come to a stop as they stared at each other in disbelief and shock.

Why is he here? Is this a coincidence? Amora felt as though her head had been split open by a lightning strike, and panic was the only thing left in her mind. Chris was no better, but he was more shocked than panicked.

He just couldn't believe what he saw.

He continued to stare at her with wide eyes as his hands began to tremble.

"S-Amora?"

Amora did not answer.

Instead, she began to shuffle away at top speed.

Chris called after her and stumbled forward on his walking stick.

"Amora! Wait!"

"Mr.Ronin, please watch your step!"

"Tell her to come back! Can't you tell? She's my daughter-in-law!" the old man shouted as a tear escaped his eyes.

Amora could hear his cries from afar, and she slowed to a halt immediately.

Why am I running? I'll have to face him sooner or later.

He needs to know that I'm still alive, after all.

I can't just hide from him forever! She turned around to face the old man, who hobbled over to her as quickly as his trembling legs would allow.