In the hospital...
"Yvette, it's been hard on you. You didn't enjoy a single day of happiness with me. You even have to worry about these things."
As Phoebe spoke, she shed tears. She was old and couldn't stop being sad.
"Grandma, you used to protect me. Now it's my turn to protect you." Yvette's eyes were red.
Hoffman was a useless person. He was always out. To afford Yvette's tuition, Phoebe picked up trash, sold snacks, and suffered a lot.
Therefore, Phoebe was sick. It was basically impossible for her to leave the hospital.
"I don't worry about anything else. I'm just afraid that after I leave, no one will take care of you. You haven't gotten married. Even if I die, I will not be at ease."
Yvette wiped her tears and said, "Grandma, don't say that. You will live a long life. Besides, we have agreed that we would go back to the Dudley's house and live there for a while."
