Flash Marriage: Slow Down Mister novel Chapter 342

After breakfast, Logan went to work and Clara went to the hospital.

Clara had been abroad in the past few years, but she had asked Logan to hire someone to take care of Helena. She had heard that Helena's health was deteriorating and that she hadn't gotten the surgery because there was no suitable bone-marrow donor.

Thinking of this, Clara felt guilty. She had never returned home to visit her mother during these years. She was not a good daughter.

But thinking of Horace and Laura, she was afraid to come back. She feared that seeing them would rupture her wounds again.

Clara stood outside the front door of Helena's ward and suddenly felt timid.

Hospitals, wards, room numbers, seats in the hallway... Everything in front of her was familiar. The images of her and Helena talking and laughing seemed to have happened yesterday. But in fact, they hadn't seen each other for five years, and everything that seemed familiar to her was far away for her.

Clara didn't push the door open as she had always done, she knocked.

"Come in, the door is unlocked."

Hearing a familiar, but distinctly older voice, Clara's eyes became moist. She almost cried.

Although she already knew that Helena was very ill now, Clara was shocked the moment she saw her after entering the ward. Tears flowed uncontrollably, and the psychological preparations she had just made collapsed in an instant.

Tears fell heavily on the ground. Clara covered her mouth in disbelief, afraid that she would cry out because of what she saw.

Was this her mother? How could she have become like this!

Helena was now hanging a drip. The vessel in her hand burst out. She was almost a skeleton.

Looking upwards, Clara saw no flesh on Helena. Through the dry skin, the shape of bone was discernable.

Helena's face was ashen. Her cheeks sunk and her cheekbones bulging high on either side, Clara looked into Helena's eyes.

They were clear and warm, but now, they were like a dry well with only sludge inside.

Yet Helena's eyes lit up the moment she saw Clara. Clara could even clearly see how happy Helena was to see her and how much she had missed her.

"Clara? Is it you? Am I dreaming?"

"Mom, it's me. I'm back. I'm sorry..." Hearing Helena's hoarse voice, Clara threw herself uncontrollably in front of the bed and cried.

She should have come to see her mother all these years. In her memory, Helena had always been smiling at herself tenderly and lovingly. When did she become like this?

"Clara, you are back!" Helena smiled as she touched Clara's hair, "Don't cry, don't cry, let me have a good look at you. I haven't seen you for a long time."

Looking up in sobs, Clara smiled at Helena as she had just practiced at the door, but she couldn't do it. She burst into tears.

"Okay, no more crying." Helena raised her hand to wipe Clara's tears. But feeling her dry, Clara cried even harder.

Clara didn't know why she was crying so hard. Her tears were like a flood that broke its banks. Helena didn't know how to comfort her. She could only caress her back with her hand...

Clara finally calmed down a little and looked up at Helena.

"Clara, how have you been all these years?" Helena asked softly, guilt visible in her eyes. If it wasn't for her, how could Clara have returned to her own life after so many years?

"I'm fine, what about you?" Raising her hand to wipe the tears that remained under her eyes, Clara asked the same question.

"I'm fine, your brother has been asking someone to take care of me all these years."

"Oh, I..." Clara wanted to say something but didn't know what to say.

After the excitement and sadness had passed, Clara found that what stood between her and Helena was the strangeness and distance brought about by five years. Her tear was more like a farewell to the past.

"Did Logan come back with you?" Helena asked.

Clara nodded, "How is your health, Mrs. Selman?"

Clara wanted to call her mother, but thinking that Laura was Helena's daughter and Helena loved Laura more, she felt a little embarrassed and distant.

She called Helena "mother" just now because he hadn't thought of this. However, she couldn't do it anymore and finally chose to use honorifics.

Helena was sad to notice the change in the way Clara addressed her, but there was nothing she could say.

She was indeed not her mother. She stole Clara's life, yet Clara forgave her. That was already a lot. How can she expect Clara to call her "mother" again?

"My body is just like this. I am only existing." Helena said calmly. She had long lost hope.

Clara was a little anxious. How could Helena be so negative? it would only be harmful to her body.

"Hasn't Laura seen you in all these years? Has she ever had the bone marrow matching test? You have to have the surgery as soon as possible!"

Hearing Clara's words, Helena's eyes flashed with disappointment, yet she didn't speak. Seeing this, Clara had a thought in her mind. Oh god!

"She didn't want to, right?" Clara asked angrily, couldn't believe that Laura would not be so cruel to her mother.

"No, it's not." Helena waved her hand, her face full of anxiety, "Laura she is busy. It is not that she doesn't want, she is just too busy. Don't misunderstand her."

Helena's hasty explanation confirmed Clara's suspicions. Clara sneered. "Busy? She has the time to go to sea, but not the time to save her mother, who is in danger?"

She knew what kind of person Laura was, but again, she was shocked by how heartless Laura could be. Growing up, she had never seen anyone who cared so little about family.

Looking at Helena, who was extremely feeble, Clara raised her eyebrows tightly. Helena wouldn't be able to survive if she couldn't get her surgery as soon as possible.

Should she go to find Laura? Thinking of the vicious woman who would do anything to achieve her goal, Clara hesitated.

At this time, Clara heard the phone in her bag ring. After seeing the caller's name, Clara pursed her lips into a straight line.