Chapter 500

Cecelia had been in the military for many years and was used to life

and death, but now, she was nearly in a state of emotional collapse.

She tried to stand up, but unfortunately, her legs squatted for too long,

and the numbness and tingling sensation made her fall to the ground

instead.

She dropped to the floor in a heap.

Her mind went blank.

Then her cell phone rang shrill, and she answered the call like a

walking corpse. Her hands were covered in blood, and stained the

phone and even her cheek when she put her phone to her cheek.

"Hello." She answered the phone with a sobbing voice.

On the other end of the line, Ralph was clearly stunned. It had been

more than twenty years since he had heard Cecelia like that. The last

time was when the child was lost. Since then, Cecelia had dried her

tears and had never cried again. In his mind, she had always been

incredibly strong, so strong that he admired her so much.

She could not have been so unless something big had happened.

"Cecelia, what's wrong? What happened? I heard you turned back to

Khebury halfway," Ralph asked nervously.

“Ralph, I'm sorry. Dad passed away unexpectedly ... It's my fault, I

didn't keep an eye on him. He fell down the stairs, lost a lot of blood,

and..." She sobbed, unable to speak anymore.

Ralph seemed to be struck by lightning so hard that he couldn't even

make a sound for a long time.

On the phone, there was only silence.

"Today Charlotte also had a car accident, and now she is still in the

hospital. It's not very serious though. I was in a hurry to get home, and I

didn't expect that something had already happened to Dad." Cecelia

sat on the floor, buried her head deep into her knees, and had no idea

what else she could say.

"Cecelia, I don't blame you, I'll be right back."

Ralph was a responsible man, and Cecelia had sacrificed too much for

the Heath family. He had always owed her. What else could he want to

have a wife like her in this life.

“You stay at home, you rest and adjust your emotions, I'll take care of

the rest.” He cared eagerly.

"Mmm." Cecelia was tired, and at times like this, she needed someone

to lean on.

"Don't tell Charlotte yet. She was hit by a car; her placenta was

unstable and she fainted in pain. Although she's awake now, she can't

bear such a bad news. Let's keep the matter of dad from her for a day

or two." Cecelia said for Charlotte's sake.

"Got it. I'l make arrangements. Wait for me."

Ralph finished and hurriedly hung up the phone.

Whirling around, he beckoned his adjutant.

Although in the Capital he also had important things to take care of, he

just had to put them all aside with such an accident at home.

He gave a detailed account to his adjutant, and then set out

immediately with some of his men.

After Cecelia hung up the phone, she remembered that Charlotte was

still waiting for her call. But she was in such a state that there was no

way she could manage to talk on the phone with her voice as usual.

So, she sent a text message to Charlotte.

"Everything's alright at home, you rest first."

Soon, Charlotte replied with a text, "Okay, Mom."

Cecelia's eyes were just vacant as she looked at her phone, which

turned bright and then dark. Finally it returned to endless darkness.

She could just try her best to keep that from Charlotte.

She could just try.

Then, she put her hands tightly over her cheeks and hung her head

helplessly, once again sinking into boundless pain.