"It's all my fault, I didn't take good care of Viola. I deserve to die."
Elena Williams couldn't help but turn her head away, dabbing at the tears gathering in her eyes.
Viola Thompson should have been the precious princess adored and pampered by the Thompson family.
Yet she had encountered such a misfortune.
Life had been too harsh on this child.
Penny Kalafatis patted Mary Perryne's back, "Sister-in-law, trust me. Viola will definitely be fine. She's lying in bed now and she needs your care. You have to stay strong, giving Viola strength and encouragement."
"Sister-in-law, if even you fall, how can Viola keep going?"
This question struck Mary Perryne like a heavy blow.
A wake-up call.
Sudden sobering.
Yes.
Penny was right.
She had to stay strong.
She had to be in the best condition possible to welcome Viola back.
Mary Perryne sat up immediately in her bed, "Penny, I'm hungry."
She needed to eat.
She couldn't let Viola worry about her.
