Chapter 752



Sophie knew she had to step in and try to soothe Elma’s hurt feelings. “Elma, don’t let him get to you. Calvin’s usually a good kid. He’s just worried sick about our mom right now.”

Elma wrenched her hand from Sophie’s grasp and bolted from the room, tears streaming down her face.

Kallie felt a wave of discomfort wash over her. She turned her back on Calvin, not wanting to see him right now.

Tears welled up in Calvin’s eyes, a rare sight for the usually stoic boy. Frustration and guilt mingled within him. “Mom…” he choked out, moving to her bedside, his head hung low. “I can’t stand seeing you like this, in so much pain. I hate seeing you sad. Please don’t be angry with me. I promise I won’t say those things again.”

Kallie sighed, her voice heavy with worry. “If something happens to me, it’ll just be the three of you left. How can I be at peace knowing you treat each other this way?”

Sophie’s brow furrowed with worry. “Mom, don’t talk like that,” she said, her voice filled with concern. “I’ll take you to the hospital right now.”

Kallie slowly shook her head, a wave of exhaustion washing over her. Her body felt heavy, her mind sluggish. She was too tired to even lift a finger, let alone deal with a hospital visit. All she craved was the soft embrace of sleep.

After running off, Elma didn’t waste any time. She found a quiet spot, ensuring no one was around, and dialed Clayton.

Clayton was surprised when he saw Elma’s name pop up on his phone. “Elma? What’s going on? Did something happen?”

“Clayton…” Elma sniffled, feeling a little choked up. But she didn’t forget why she called and lowered her voice. “My mom’s feeling unwell. She won’t go to the hospital, and I don’t know what to do. Can you come over?”

Clayton froze for a second, his heart racing. “Kallie is sick? And she refused to go to the hospital? Why would she do that? I’ll be there as soon as I can.”

As Clayton hurriedly gathered his things, a thought struck him. “Elma, does that mean you’re finally accepting Kallie as your mom?”

Elma’s voice dropped to a whisper, a little embarrassed. “Yeah, she’s my mom. But let’s not talk about it right now.”

Meanwhile, Sophie had the maid try cold compresses to bring down Kallie’s fever, but nothing seemed to work.

At the hospital, Kallie’s condition was worse than they’d thought. She had a viral infection that had spread to her lungs.

As the nurse adjusted Kallie’s medication, she couldn’t help but comment, “You should’ve come in sooner if you weren’t feeling well. Putting it off just makes it worse. And you aren’t much of a good boyfriend. Didn’t you know your girlfriend was this sick?”

Clayton opened his mouth to explain, but Kallie beat him to it. “He’s not my boyfriend. He’s my friend.” Clayton’s smile vanished, and his expression dimmed.

The nurse was flustered and awkwardly adjusted her glasses. “Oh, sorry. He just seemed so concerned when rushing you in.”

Kallie shook her head, offering a small smile to show there were no hard feelings.

Clayton cleared his throat, eager to change the subject. “Will she need to be admitted? Make sure she gets the best treatment available. Money’s not a concern. I don’t want her suffering any long-term effects.” The nurse nodded and left the room.

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