"Mrs. Green, I got to go."
It was Neil's voice.
Nicole paused for a moment, then saw Neil and asked doubtfully, "What's wrong?"
"Something went wrong with your friend Maia. My colleague can't handle it. I have to go back and take
a look."
His words set Nicole on edge.
"What happened to Maia?"
"I'm not too sure. My colleague didn't say it clearly. He just said it wasn't good and asked me go back
as soon as possible. There are experts treating Mr. Green, so I won't stay. Let's catch up when we
have time."
Neil didn't make it very clear, so Nicole was more worried.
All sorts of things happened at the same time, which made her feel stretched.
"Dr. Neil, thank you for taking care of Samuel these days. I'm very grateful. I hope you can help Maia
as much as you can, when you get there. She is my good friend and I can't leave now. Please do your
best. I won't forget you."
"Mrs. Green, this is my job. I won't leave your friend alone. Don't worry. Now that Gabrielle's not
around, I won't say goodbye to her. I've booked the nearest flight and it's leaving in half an hour. I have
to hurry. Mrs. Green, take care."
Neil left in such a hurry that Nicole was caught off guard.
She quickly took out a card and handed it to Neil.
"Dr. Neil, this is for your visit. It's just a gift. Take it."
"Mrs. Green, what are you doing? Are you humiliating me? I'm here for Gabrielle, not for money.
Besides, connections are more important than money. If I need your help later, you can just come to my
aid."
"That's for sure!"
Nicole agreed without hesitation.
After Neil left, Nicole sent a message to Gabrielle and saw that Blair had someone carry a stretcher to
pick up Samuel.
"Where's Lucas?"
Nicole couldn't help but ask when she remembered Lucas disappeared without a trace.
"He's with Gabrielle. They went shopping. I'll carry Samuel over now. The people inside said that
Zama's mental state is not very good today. I want her to check Samuel and find out when he will wake
up."
Hearing that, Nicole was a little worried.
"I'll go with you."
"You can change your clothes first. I'll wait for you outside."
When Nicole entered the room, Blair had someone carry Samuel out.
Dressed up, Nicole went to prison with Blair, Samuel and Lucas.
When they arrived at the prison gate, Nicole was still hesitating, even holding onto Lucas' hand.
Lucas smiled, "Mommy, you should wait outside. I'll be out in a moment."
"No!"
Nicole refused,
Although Lucas was smiling, he didn't change his mind, as stubborn as Nicole.
"Mommy."
His tone was gentle, but Nicole knew that Lucas was determined to go in and see Zama.
She did not know why Lucas insisted. There was no special feeling between him and Zama. Was it
because blood was thicker than water?
Nicole looked at Lucas and frowned.
With a smile, he also looked at her. He didn't give in.
Seeing them like this, Blair couldn't help but give a cough and said, "Alright, Nicole will wait outside with
Samuel. I will chaperone Lucas in and take a look. If anything is wrong, I will take him out, okay?"
This was the best way to do it now.
Nicole was reluctant, while Lucas smiled and said, "OK. Mommy, right?"
"You must be careful. That woman is ruthless. Don't be fooled by her."
Nicole knew such a warning was not good for Lucas. However, it was understandable since she was
his mother who said it out of concern.
"Alright."
Lucas gave a crisp reply.
Seeing how resolved Lucas was, Nicole had no choice but to compromise. She let go and watched
Lucas and Blair walk in.
Blair did not know why Lucas insisted on meeting Zama, but he did not ask. Lucas always had his own
ideas.
They arrived at the reception room. Zama was already waiting here.
When she saw Lucas, her face lit up.
"You've grown taller again."
She said with a smile.
At first glance, the fact that she used to mistreat him came back to him. Then he looked at her again
and frowned slightly, thinking that she was just an old woman with one foot in the grave.
"Mommy said you wanted to see me, right?"
"To be exact, I want to see you and Zoe."
Zama's words made Lucas furrow his brow slightly.
"Zoe is ill and in no shape to come over. If you have anything to say, please tell me."
Lucas talked like the eldest son of his family.
The way Lucas acted reminded her of the little Samuel.
Her eyes went a little blurry.
"You know what? You look like your father now. He protected Vincent the same way when he was a
child. He took care of everything by himself."
Lucas listened quietly without interrupting Zama.
She told Lucas about Samuel's childhood. She even told him a story that embarrassed Samuel.
Samuel once peed his pants and refused to go home. He hid outside and waited for the people to
leave. In the end, he caught a cold.
"Your daddy has always been proud, since he was young. And he can't let go of his pride. That's why
he is a late bloomer in relationship. You and your mother have suffered a lot for that. When you grow
up, don't be like him. Sometimes, you have to tell a girl you like how you feel for her. Don't hide it.
Sometimes, pride is not that important."
Zama said very kindly.
Lucas nodded.
This was the first time Zama had seen Lucas being so quiet and peaceful with her.
She took a close look at Lucas. Although Lucas was almost a copy of Samuel, he inherited something
from Nicole.
"I still remember the scene when your mother just married into the Green family. Lucas, life has not
been easy for her. Be nice to her."
"That's my mommy. I will. What exactly are you going to say?"
His words stunned Zama.
Yes!
What did she want to say?
Actually, she could talk about anything. All she wanted was chatting with her grandson, even if she was
just counting numbers.
In the past, she never felt that she needed kinship, but now when she was on her last legs, she felt
reluctant to part with her family.
She didn't want to leave this world and her grandchildren.
She found that she had so much to say to them and even wanted to take them out for a trip. She was
their grandmother, but she never bought them anything or had a good talk with them.
If someone died, his family might visit his grave, but what about her?
After she died, would anyone go to her grave?
Would anyone collect her body?
Zama was very regretful.
Humans wouldn't realize that everything they once valued was trivial until the end of their lives. What
they longed for the most was blood and kinship.
She reached out for Lucas’ head, but Lucas subconsciously dodged.
The atmosphere immediately became awkward.
Zama tried to force a smile, but in the end, she couldn't.
Her eyes were filled with tears and she choked them back.
Seeing her like this, Lucas couldn't help but feel a little soft-hearted.
After all, he was a four-year-old child.
"Are you all right?"
Lucas’ voice was very low, with a trace of uncertainty.
Upon hearing this, Zama burst into tears. She could hardly restrain her tears.
It turned out she was so lonely.
And she needed love like everyone else, even if it from a four-year-old.
...
"Can I hug you?"
Zama's request alerted Blair in an instant.
He pulled Lucas behind him and said coldly, "Zama, you've ended up here. Don't do anything to make
us hate you again. Lucas is just a child."
"I just want to hug him. He's my grandson."
With a look of misery, Zama was begging Blair.
Blair, however, remained unmoved.
"Now you know that he is your grandson? Everything you did to him is unfair. Zama, don't blame me for
being unkind. Don't you have any idea about what you did to Samuel and Nicole? Do you know why
you can see Lucas today?"
"I didn't poison Samuel. That's my son. I didn't do anything to Nicole either. I know that she's his love.
I'm dying. I don't want my son to hate me anymore. If I didn't say that, Nicole wouldn't bring Lucas here.
I only have a few days. Let me hug my grandson, okay?"
Zama's tears fell like beads.
She regretted it!
She truly did!
If she had known that her life was so short, she would not have done so many cruel things to her son
and grandson.
Did she lose her mind?
It was said that even a cruel man wouldn't hurt his child. How could she lay a hand on them?
She shouldn't do it even if she had a deep grudge against them.
Could her regret change anything now?
Zama knew there was no turning back. She hated herself. Looking at Lucas in front of her, she hated
herself to the bone.
"Lucas, don't hate grandma. I have no choice. I know I'm wrong. I'm wrong from the beginning, but now
that things have come to this point, there was no way I can change it. Remember, look before you leap.
Don't make mistakes like I did. Once you make such mistakes, you will never have a chance to turn
back. If you lose your family, you'll die alone."
Zama sobbed her heart out.
With her strength of character, she barely shed tears in her entire life, but at this moment, she was
fragile like a porcelain doll.
Lucas got soft-hearted again when he hid behind Blair and saw her wailing.
"Did you cure my mother's throat?"
He asked weakly.
Zama immediately looked up and nodded, "Yes, because I owe her."
"Thank you, thank you for treating my mommy."
What Lucas said amazed Zama, and then she cried even harder.
She only did what she should have done and never expected gratitude from her grandson.
She suddenly felt that everything she had planned paled Lucas' thanks now.
"Lucas!"
As Zama was weeping bitterly, she felt a small hand touching her head.
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