Christopher closed his eyes wearily. "Grandpa is not good, he's had been ill for a long time, but I knew nothing about it. Now, he is in the terminal stage... I..."
His voice was full of self-reproach.
Janice didn't know what to say for a moment. Her heart tightened, but she couldn't say what she wanted to say.
"By the way, why are you calling me?" Christopher asked.
Hearing this, Janice fell silent. She knew that if she told Christopher about her current situation, he would definitely rush over without hesitation. But what about their grandfather?
At this time, his grandfather needed him more than she did.
Thinking of this, she shook her head and said, "No, I just called to ask about Grandpa. What can I do? I can't leave now."
"It's okay, I can accompany him." Christopher said.
Upon hearing these words, Janice felt even guiltier.
"Then take good care of Grandpa. I'll be there when I'm done."
