The phone rang at two o'clock in the morning, causing Amelia Flores, who was deeply asleep, to open her eyes and sit up suddenly.
"Hiss" She gasped.
She got up too violently, which made her body more uncomfortable. She was so tired that she didn't even have the strength to touch her fingertips.
She just wanted to kill Ethan at that moment.
The room was full of the smell of filth and mess, but there was no trace of a man beside her.
The phone stopped on its initiative. After Amelia recovered a little, she regained her strength. She reached out to open the bedside table with familiarity, took out a bottle of pills, took a glass of water, and swallowed it.
After taking the medicine, Amelia had been holding on for more than two years to this kind of daily life. She knew that long-term use of this pill was very harmful to her health. However, her husband, Ethan Thompson, was unwilling to act, so she suffered.
She didn't dare to have a baby again. Her two sons were less than three years old, and her mother-in-law was ready to drive her out at any time. Therefore, Amelia couldn't have a baby.
Suddenly, the ear-piercing phone rang again. Amelia, who was in the middle of the phone, shivered. She just glanced at the phone screen. It was her uncle.
Amelia's heart sank and he answered the phone. "Uncle, what happened?"
There was no such thing as a disaster at this time. Her uncle would not call her.
"Amelia... your grandmother, she, she left..."
Amelia asked again in disbelief. On the other end, he still said, "Your grandma has left..."
Amelia quickly put on her clothes and ran away before she could go to the children's room to see her two sons.
In the hospital in the suburbs, Amelia parked the car and trotted to the door of the ward, but there was no trace of her grandmother inside.
When Amelia arrived at the waiting room, her uncle and the others had not come from their hometown yet. Only the nurse Amanda was guarding at the door. When she saw Amelia, she stepped forward and hugged her. "Amelia, don't be too sad. It's all my fault. I didn't take good care of her ..."
Amelia pursed her lips tightly and did not speak or cry. She was held in Amanda's arms like a fool. After a long time, she just needed to walk. She gently pushed Amanda away and walked toward the door of the room.
When she uncovered the white cloth covering her grandmother's body, she stumbled and was supported by Amanda. From beginning to end, she did not say a word or cry, without a drop of tears.
Amelia used her eyes to instruct Amanda to help her find a place to sit down and talk.
"Tell me! What the hell is going on? When I came to see her yesterday, didn't the doctor say that she was recovering well? Why did she suddenly become like this..."
...
Early the next morning, the Thompson Group was holding a high-level meeting. Ethan's omnipotent assistant, Brandon Brooks, rushed into the meeting room with his mobile phone. "Sorry to interrupt."
Brandon put the phone in Ethan's ear. On the other end came the happy voice of Ethan's mother, Lily. "Ethan, I'll tell you good news. Amelia's grandmother is dead. Aiden and Austin will be three years old in a few days. You can finally go through the divorce formalities with Amelia. While the child still can't remember Amelia's appearance..."
Ethan was speechless and hung up his mother's phone. He stood up and said, "Vice President Liam will be in charge of the next meeting. I'll leave for a while."
Lily was still happily planning the details of her son and daughter-in-law's divorce. The phone had become busy.
The sudden death of her grandmother was a piece of cake for Amelia, but she had a relationship with Lily.
