Jacob's eyes looked wet. He remembered the bitter incident he had recently forgotten, even the last few memories he could not remember.
He was too tired from memory, for that he immediately opened the bead as if seeking protection.
"Son, Are you OK? Mom is here ..." asked Celline, who swiftly rubbed Jacob's wet forehead.
Jacob couldn't open his mouth.
His throat felt like he was stuck with a sound that, in fact, he wanted to let out, trying to reveal his heart to his mother.
"You don't have to talk first, mom here ... you take it easy," said Celline in her motherly tone.
Mrs. Cleint and Clark, who had just entered Jacob's ward after consulting the doctor who treated Jacob, seemed stunned.
The two of them could only stare in awe at the figure of Celline, who could comfort Jacob.
They know that Jacob has suffered great trauma.
Jacob is emotionally unstable.
"Mom ... that woman wants to kill me,"
