She worked so hard to please everyone, was all she hoped for to be acknowledged? Yet it still wasn't enough.
Mrs. Young cried for a while, then extended her hand to pull her bag over and took out her mobile phone to call Gamma Young.
"Mum, what's up?" The moment Gamma Young saw it was his mother calling, he had a bad feeling and immediately feigned a weak tone in his voice.
Mrs. Young said indifferently, "Your grandmother woke up over an hour ago."
"Ah, she woke up? That's good news, but... why do I sense that you don't sound happy?" Gamma Young didn't hear any joy in her voice, which puzzled him; it seemed... that shouldn't be the case, should it?
Mrs. Young ignored this question and said, "Gamma Young, come here now, immediately."
Gamma Young was shocked and his voice unconsciously rose, "Mum, what are you talking about... I'm still injured, aren't I?"