True Fated Marriage (Grace and Heinz)
Chapter 820

Heinz frowned as he said, "Don't pay attention to him. Anyway, he will speak up if he has a real problem. Otherwise, it is completely unnecessary to contact each other. I am no longer a child who yearns for his father's love."

Gary, who had been silent all this while, said, "That's right! I don't think there's any need to get in touch with him. There's no close relationship between him and us after all. However, look, he doesn't acknowledge his father either. Why do you want me to acknowledge him? Therefore, please don't criticize me about that in the future. It's not my fault; instead it just happens to run in the family and our genetics. Take a second to think of his ways before you come to question me."

Grace and Heinz stared at each other in dismay. Then, both of them looked at their son helplessly as they digested the fact that their son had just mentioned the unexpected.

Heinz always had the feeling that his son came as a retribution for his past decisions, but he became speechless when he saw this little fellow's sly appearance. He looked at his son with indulgence and said, "Yes, it's what I've passed down to you. It's my fault."

Gary gave an indifferent shrug and said, "Indeed, I did inherit it from you."

Jensen smirked as he said, "It seems that some words can't be said in front of children. In the future, we shall go to the study room or outside to prevent these children from listening."

Gary pouted and said, "Uncle, I think that you are still the most crafty person. You have been worrying too much. Be careful, though. I've heard that people may lose all their hair due to that reason." Well, that was a direct blow.

Jensen touched his hair and said, "Thank you for your concern. I don't think I'm a man who will go bald easily, so there is no need to worry about it."

Gary looked at him and said nothing more.

After the meal, Grace and Heinz took Alice and Lowell to the hospital together.

When they arrived, Alex was still there. He was in charge of Candace's affairs in the hospital.

When Heinz came over, he hurried towards them. He stood in front of Heinz and Grace, then nodded slightly as he said, "President, Madam, Madam Lowe didn't say a word since you left last night. The doctor has applied medicine for her. She didn't reject it. Last night, she was found to have severe ascites, hence the doctor did a draining procedure for her. Now, she looks very withered and in pain."

Grace's eyes narrowed worriedly, and she subconsciously looked at the patient's room.

Lowell couldn't help but ask, "Is it my mother?"

Alex looked at him and nodded.

Lowell looked at Grace with a defeated look in his eyes while he said, "Grace!"

"Don't be afraid," she said while holding his hand. After that, she looked over at Alice, who was also pale, and said, "Let's go in and have a look."

"Alright," Lowell replied obediently.

They went in together and soon arrived at the ward.

Candace was lying on the hospital bed with a sick and haggard look.

Her face was almost unrecognizable. It seemed like she grew even older within just a day.

As soon as Lowell entered the door, he bit his lips while staring at the woman lying on the bed as if he didn't recognize her anymore.

Tears welled up in his eyes as his lips trembled. He looked at her for a long time and wanted to say something, but alas, nothing came off it.

However, tears slowly flowed out from his big eyes, wetting his long eyelashes, which were like that of a girl's.

Grace and Alice exchanged gazes as they swallowed their emotions.

The three of them stood in the ward in utter silence. They all looked dejectedly at their mother who was lying on the bed and none of them knew how they were going to face her. The atmosphere in the ward was rather gloomy.

As if she sensed something, Candace suddenly opened her eyes. She turned her head slightly and saw her three children standing in the ward by the corners of her eyes.

A trace of hope awoke in Candace's heart in an instant. After a slight pause, a myriad of emotions flooded over her. However, all those feelings ultimately settled to a state of serenity.

She remained silent.

The mother and her children looked at each other in this manner without saying a word.

Candace looked at her three children as if they were strangers. She just stared at them impassively.

Tears streamed down Lowell's face. He opened his mouth and wanted to call his mother.

As soon as Candace saw his expression, she immediately narrowed her eyes and shouted coldly, "Why are you crying? I'm not dead yet. I'm disappointed to see you behave like this. You're such a jinx and all of my good fortune is gone because of you. Get out!"

Lowell's words were stuck in his throat and his tears were frozen in his eyes.

He looked at his mother in a daze and he felt a sentimental attachment and devotion to her creep over him.

He swallowed hard and said, "Mom, you are ill. I didn't know that you were this ill. Even if you scold me, even if you don't want me, you must have been out of choices to wish for me to follow my sisters, right?" Candace suddenly turned her face aside and a hint of astonishment flashed across her eyes, but then it soon disappeared.

She said unemotionally, "No, don't think too highly of yourself, I'm not that kind. I'm so annoyed with you. Because of you, all my luck is gone. Your presence in this room fills me with abhorrence, do you understand that? Just get out of here!"

Her attitude towards Lowell was very harsh.

However, it seemed that he didn't care.

He looked at his mother and said softly, "I will leave. I have decided to be with my sisters and they have also agreed to take me in."

Candace was slightly dumbfounded but she seemed relieved. Then, she changed her expression and shouted, "Why don't you leave me alone? Get lost, I don't want to see you!"

His voice was choked with sobs. He said in a difficult voice, "Is that really the case? If I hadn't seen that you were ill, I wouldn't have understood why you treated me in the way that you have, especially in the past three years. It all adds up now."

"Now, I know that you are really sick. You were afraid that I could not make a living in the future, so you forced me to learn how to buy things and cook on my own."

"You knew that I might not be able to take care of myself properly at the age of eight, therefore, you sent me to my sisters. I knew everything."

"It's just that you don't have to do it with such a hostile attitude. Can't you speak tenderly to them at the end of your life?"

"Can't you apologize to them? You once owed them. Can't you apologize to them now?"

"Mom, they were all very nice to me and they were very kind-hearted."

"They have even accepted me, but Mom, why do you behave like that? Shouldn't you appreciate them? You picked a fight with them in spite of their kindness. Why are you doing that?"