Chapter610


    I shook my head and said, “I don’t know either. Thest time I came back from your ce, I found only my mom at home, andter discovered that dad was having an affair, nevering home.”


    Today I went to the hospital for a check–up, and then I met my mom, only to find out that she was sick.


    Pap!


    Quentin suddenly pped himself hard.


    I grabbed his hand in a hurry and asked, “What are you doing?”


    “It’s all my fault. I came back every few days and never noticed anything unusual in this house.”


    My mother was already critically ill, and I didn’t even know.


    “I really should die!”


    “Okay, now is not the time for self–me, we need to think of a solution.”


    Quentin’s eyes suddenly narrowed coldly and he said, “I’m going to find my dad right now. <b>I </b>want to see which woman is keeping him away from home every day<b>!</b>”


    “It’s useless.”


    I grabbed him and said weakly, “When I just found out about this, I went to look for him. He didn’t want toe back, and even told me to get lost.”


    He has changed, he is no longer the father who used to love and care for


    our family.


    We ignored him, the most urgent thing now is mom’s illness.


    “Yes, you’re right. I’ll go to the hospital for apatibility test now.


    Quentin said, and hurried out.


    When I came out of the room, my mom wasing towards me.


    Her eyes were red with self–me, “It’s all my fault for getting this terrible. illness, causing trouble for all of you.”


    “What nonsense are you talking about? Without you, how could I be with Ralda. Don’t overthink it. This illness will be treated, there is no obstacle that cannot be ovee.”


    Quentin said, then looked at me, “Take care of Mom, I’m going to the hospital.”


    “Hmm.”


    Quentin went and didn’te back for a long time.


    I felt a little uneasy in my heart.


    Because it didn’t take long to do the matching check, unless he went to settle ounts with my dad again.


    Sure enough, in the evening, Quentin came back with a wounded face.


    I hurried up and asked, “What’s going on? Did you go to find dad?”


    “Don’t mention him!” Quentin’s eyes were red, his face full of sorrow and indignation, “I no longer have this father in the future.”


    As soon as I heard these words, I knew that my father still didn’t want toe back.


    I’m afraid Quentin told my dad about my mom’s condition, and my dad didn’t want toe back.


    My mother sat on the sofa and smiled indifferently, “It’s okay, with both of you apanying me, I am still very happy.”


    I sadly closed my eyes.


    After a while, Quentin asked, “So, did your kidney match with Mom’s?”


    Quentin didn’t say anything, he just silently handed me a piece of paper to look at.


    However, the result did not match.


    I took a few steps back in despair.


    How could this happen?


    If even biological children cannot match, then who else can match?


    My mother looked at our expressions, as if she had guessed a few things.


    She couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief and said with a cheerful tone, “It’s okay. Every year so many people donate kidneys, the hospital has such arge system database, and there is so much time, they will definitely be able to find a suitable kidney source for me.”


    I exchanged a nce with Quentin, and neither of us said a word.


    The atmosphere in the room was heavy and oppressive.