Mrs. Morrison opened her mouth, her face full of pain. She could no longer inhale oxygen. She struggled to say, "You... you must love him well... take good care... of him..."
Matilda Jenkins, with a solemn expression, said, "Don't worry, I will. He is my husband, the only person I love. Of course, I will love him well and take good care of him. I will be with him forever."
The pain on Mrs. Morrison's face finally softened a bit. Matilda Jenkins' words were exactly what she yearned to hear.
He was the last person she was concerned about, the one she felt guilty toward, yet there was nothing more she could do to compensate.
Matilda Jenkins looked at Mrs. Morrison's painful appearance, watching her gaze at Nolan Morrison until her last moments. She knew Mrs. Morrison wished he would talk to her, but he did not step forward.
Matilda Jenkins sighed silently in her heart and finally called, "Mum."
Hearing this word from Nolan's mouth was impossible now, so she called for him.
