CHAPTER HUNDRED AND SIXTY-SIX

RICHARD'S POV

I was at home, chatting with my mother as she lounged in her favorite chair, looking more tired than usual. “Richard, you know,” she said with a weak smile, “you should start thinking about settling down. A wife might do you some good. Moreover, I need to see my grandchildren before I die, I'm old already.”

I chuckled, trying to lighten the mood. “Mom, you’re not old. You’re just a bit sick. Once you’re through with this transplant business, you’ll be back to your old self in no time.”

She gave me a tired but appreciative smile. “Well, it wouldn’t hurt to think about it, you know.”

Before I could respond, my phone buzzed. I glanced at the screen—Amelia’s name flashed up. I excused myself from Mom and answered the call. “Hey, Amelia. What’s up?”

Her voice was fraught with urgency. “Richard, you need to come over to my place right now. It’s important. Please, hurry.”

My heart skipped a beat. “What’s going on? Is everything okay?”

“I can’t explain over the phone. Just get h