Why Is It So Hard

“Yeah, I came, I was told that your husband was sick and wanted to see me, or else I wouldn't have come.” Max shrugged.

“Isn't my husband also your father, why call him that way?” Rebecca frowned.

“Well, the last time I checked, he wasn't my father. Besides, it's none of your business.” Max smiled as she turned around.

“Why don't we go in together, since you want to meet him.” Rebecca smiled as she walked forward toward the VIP ward.

“Yeah.” Max shrugged as he walked towards the ward along with Rebecca.

Soon the two got to the ward and walked in. The atmosphere in the ward could be described to be chilly. The only thing that could be heard was the constant beeping of the machines.

The needles and all other things attached to the figure lying on the bed made him look more like a test subject rather than a patient. Besides, the figure looked so thin from a glance that one would know that he was going through a lot.

Max's heart sank seeing this scene. His father must have suffered a lot,
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