Mrs. Herd was in pain, crying out, "Oh, it hurts... Try having someone pierce a hole in your stomach, you unfilial brat..."
Ethan Herd gently moistened a cotton swab and wiped Mrs. Herd's lips. Although she was in a stable mental state after the surgery, she was not allowed to drink water or eat anything at the moment. Seeing the chapped lips of Mrs. Herd, Ethan Herd felt heartbroken.
"Grandmother said that you've always been the most afraid of pain since you were a child. Why weren't you scared when you rushed up yesterday?"
"I was scared. When I saw the knife, my legs went weak. But I thought that if something happened to Scarlett, my son would have to spend his life as a bachelor..."
Ethan Herd's hand paused, "Did it ever cross your mind... what if you lost your life?"
