In the hot summer, my heart felt like in a cold cellar.

I didn't understand why my carefully cultivated daughter could do such a thing.

When we arrived at the hospital, there were already nurses waiting for us at the entrance.

Kathy helped me onto the wheelchair prepared by the nurse in advance, and she was busy with registration, payment, and getting medicine.

I had multiple abrasions on my body, and my lower leg was slightly bruised. It would take one or two weeks to heal.

I didn't have to worry about anything in the hospital. Kathy took care of everything. By the time I finally lay on the hospital bed to receive the anti-inflammatory injection, it was already dawn.

Kathy also sat by the bed and fell asleep.

Thinking of Kathy's care for me just now, my heart was warm.

I didn't expect that in my desperate situation, it would be Kathy by my side.

Kathy was about the same age as Angela, and her petite body was able to carry me so far.

The sound of Angela slamming the door and leaving still gives me lingering fear.

I secretly looked at Kathy's face. After a night of turmoil, she was already in a mess, with her hair sticking to her face and looking tired.

Kathy was suddenly sent to me by my son. My son and I had a bad relationship and rarely communicated. 8 months ago, he visited and asked me to take care of his pregnant wife.

When I was young, I was very busy with work. I sent my son to my mother's house as soon as he was born. So when my son grew up, he not only didn't get close to me but also was very hostile to me, with a mouth full of vulgar and obscene language.

I treated this son as a waste and took care of Angela carefully.

But I always felt a little guilty towards my son. So when my son handed over Kathy to me, I didn't refuse. It was not a problem for my family to support one more person.

I gave Gertie a sum of money for Kathy every month, not even enough for my daughter's petty cash.

I thought Kathy was the kind of woman with ulterior motives. She saw that my family had money and wanted to rely on it and not leave, helping my son fight for the family property.

So at first, I didn't give her a good face. I pretended not to know about the little actions my daughter secretly made against her.

But Kathy's reaction was different from what I expected. She knew that I didn't like her, so she simply avoided me and even hid in the kitchen during meals.