A Moment in Destiny

Chapter 433 The Truth

When she reached at the doorway of the emergency room, the door was opened.

The doctor took off the mask and took a deep breath, “She just escaped from the jaws of death, and the patient has a serious heart disease. The valve is not closed tightly, an artificial valve has been replaced. Please don’t upset the patient anymore!”

Macey sat on the doorway. She twitched her mouth and said, “Such a pity, she’s not dead yet!”

Vincent looked away coldly.

Macey said again, “Ah! I know, God doesn’t want her to die because she has not suffered yet and he wants to torture her together so he doesn’t want her to die yet!”

“Macey Hunter!” This time, Charles was angry too.

“What? Can’t stand with it?” Macey sneered. She stood up and turned around. She saw the special nurse pushing Brian on the wheelchair. He sat on the wheelchair and looked at everyone.

“Dad?”

“Day? Why are you here?” Leila walked over worriedly.

Mabel was worried too!

Brian moved his mouth towards the emergency room.

“She’s fine, Brian!” Mabel explained.

Brian seemed to have a sigh of relief. He looked around for a while. When he saw Vincent, there was a complicated expression on his face.

Vincent also looked back at him, he was doubting about the way Brian looked at him. It was so complicated that he did not say anything in the end.

But Brian handed a small notebook for him. It was an old notebook with a red plastic cover.

Vincent was startled lightly, he received it and did not know what was written on the book.

Everyone was startled too. Everyone was confused as they looked at Brian. But he just turned around and mumbled an unclear word to Mabel, “Let’s go back!”

Mabel nodded her head immediately. “Brian, I will push you back now!”

Nora was asleep, her face looked calm and seemed like there was no pain!

Vincent lowered his head and opened the notebook. It seemed very old. He was curious and opened the first page. Such an upright and strong handwriting, it was so familiar!

Vincent was startled, it was his father’s handwriting.

It was so familiar that his emotion got stirred up. He was a little excited and turned the pages. The first page was a love poem.

The poem was written by a Tibetan poet.

At that moment, I hoisted the wind-horse banners but not to beg for good fortune only for your return.

On that day, in a temple with burning incense I mediated, suddenly I seemed to hear the resonance of your recitation in my ear.

sacred boulder pile but not to accumulate

soulful chant in relief but not for enlightenment in quest, only to feel your living

span all the prayer wheels turning but not to achieve transcendence only to brush

of the mountain road but not to make obeisance only to press into your

lifetime, I made sacred quests but not to seek rebirth only to meet you along

but not for eternity only to

from a Tibetan poet. After he turned to the next page, there

we were not to meet, then we would not fall in love.

were not in acquaintance, then we would not be drowned

were not in company, then we would not mutually

better if we were not to

if we were not to fall in love,

if we were not face to face, then

better if we were not to hurt, then we would

were not to promise, then our love

it’s better if we were not to depend,

were not to encounter, then we

to know! If ever

I part with you eternally, thus not

third page was the poem Meet or Not.

of these poems were talking about unrequited love. He was confused and looked up as Brian was pushed away by Mabel. He hurriedly caught up. “Wait a minute...”

the corridor, the wheelchair was stopped. The atmosphere turned

of Brian. He looked

a little distant as if he was reminiscing about something. He was so focused yet faintly discernible.

my father’s notebook with

his father’s handwriting. There were very little at home, very little, in his impression, his father was a habitually silent person. He almost never said anything much to him, there was almost no such thing called domestic bliss in the family! He did not even know that his father would write such a love

did not speak or even explain a

When he saw the last page, he saw a few bold wordings. To

would my father

bogged down but Brian sighed silently without saying anything. Mabel pushed

holding the notebook. It did not look like something

my father give to you?” Leila walked over

the notebook away. His heart seemed to have some guessing, his face was pale.

Impossible, it was impossible.

awake. When she saw Vincent, she tried to open her mouth but she was not able to say

anywhere else!” Vincent

now!” As she was waiting for Nora to wake up, Macey then stood at the

with each other. Charles lowered his head and looked at Macey. “If there’s anything, let’s go outside and

talk outside then just talk outside!” Macey snorted coldly. Both walked towards

a little worried but Arthur pulled her back. “Let them take care of their own problems by themselves!”

please leave. I’ll go see my father and head

waiting to send you

felt some warmness in her

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