Chapter 407
Rosalynn had thought about going to see Old Mrs. Silverman for quite a few times.
After all, Old Mrs. Silverman had cared for her genuinely over the years.
Now that her life was approaching the end and she still kept thinking about her, Rosalynn felt that she should visit out of both personal feelings and moral obligation.
She asked around for the location of the hospital room.
After walking down a green plant-filled corridor, turning right, and taking the elevator to the 8th floor, she found the entire floor occupied only by Old Mrs. Silverman.
The elevator door opened.
Just as Rosalynn stepped out, she saw a bunch of medical staff rushing out of their office.
She was a bit stunned. Suddenly, she had a bad feeling.
Instinctively, she sped up, following behind the medical staff.
After they quickly entered the patient room, Rosalynn suddenly stopped in her tracks.
Wayne Silverman, still looking somewhat pale, walked out of the room.
In that moment.
Rosalynn’s mind went blank.
She thought Wayne should still be recuperating in the hospital.
Was there a chance to escape now?
Soon, Wayne gave her the answer. He looked up at her with beautiful eyes filled with fatigue that Rosalynn had almost never seen before.
Their gazes collided.
Rosalynn spoke first. “I have a friend’s grandma who lives here. I went to the wrong place.”
Wayne was silent, looking at her for a moment before he said, “My grandma doesn’t have much time left.”
Rosalynn’s heart felt like it was being hit hard by something. “I’m sorry.”
Wayne looked at her, his gaze so deep as if he was looking through her at the Rosalynn from six years ago.
Rosalynn’s lips tightened. Reason told her that she should leave, but if Old Mrs. Silverman really died today, then she would never see that loving old lady again.
In the end, she still resolutely walked towards the patient room.
Wayne stood still, his eyes reddened as he watched her approach.
“I’ve always admired Old Mrs. Silverman, Rosalynn continued to make excuses for herself. “Though I didn’t mean to come here, but…”
Before Rosalynn could finish, Wayne’s tall figure seemed to collapse suddenly, tiredly bending down to rest his forehead on Rosalynn’s shoulder.
Rosalynn stopped abruptly.
She found it ridiculous too.
Wayne was pretty sure who she was. She knew that her disguise was pointless, but the show had to go on.
Now, it seemed like the show couldn’t anymore.
“I know you’re not…” Wayne’s deep voice echoed in her ears.
Rosalynn didn’t respond.
A moment later, Wayne sighed, straightening up.
Then he walked back to the room’s door: “Stop it.”
The attending doctor looked at Wayne, his expression complicated.
“Give her the last shot,” Wayne continued to say.
The attending physician knew that there was no hope for saving Old Mrs. Silverman. It was time for the family to say goodbye.
“Aren’t you waiting for the others?” the attending physician asked.
‘No one’s coming.”
The Silverman family had long been torn apart.
Rosalynn lowered her eyelids.
Old Mrs. Silverman originally had two sons and a daughter. The daughter died young due to an accident. Wayne’s father was the second son. Technically, the heir of the Silverman family should have been the eldest son.
