“Don’t dare you donate my son's organs without my permission. If you dare to donate my son's organs, I will make you buried with him.”
Victoria was a shrew and she never stopped talking since she came in.
Not only did she scold me, she also scolded the person who ran away from the organ donation center.
Seeing Victoria coming, Foster finally breathed a sigh of relief.
While they were not paying attention, I took the gauze that Foster had placed on the table, deliberately knelt down and cried to apologize to Victoria.
“I'm sorry, Mom. I just can't bear to let Erwin go. I want to see his life continue in another way. It's all my fault for not thinking it through. Don't cry and don't hurt yourself.”
I pretended to hug Victoria, wiped her tears with gauze and placed it on her mouth and nose.
Foster was so anxious that he kept calling for Victoria, but it was too late. She fainted after taking a few breaths.
