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.

boulder pile but not to accumulate virtue only to cast a stone in your heart’s pool.

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

turning but not

that year, I was prone in the dust of the mountain road but not to make obeisance only to

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

spirit but not for eternity only to bless you with a happy and

he turned to the next page, there was also a poem written by his

better if we were not to meet,

if we were not in acquaintance, then we would not

in company, then we would not

we were not to

it’s better if we were not to fall in

if we were not face to face, then we would not

if we were not to hurt,

if we were not to promise, then

it’s better if we were not to depend, then we

it’s better if we were not to encounter,

is to know! If ever

How could I part with you eternally, thus not in the gyre of

the poem

was puzzled and tried to search again. All of these poems were talking about unrequited love. He was confused and looked up

the wheelchair was stopped. The atmosphere turned a little quiet

walked to them and stood in front of Brian. He looked down at him and asked, “These are my father’s

as if he was

notebook

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 poem and

explain a single

last page, he saw a few bold wordings. To Mr. Hunter, hope

would my father write such a poem for

without saying anything.

walked over and saw that Vincent was holding the notebook. It did not look like something from the present day. It seemed like a very old notebook from many years ago but it was carefully protected therefore there

my father give to you?” Leila walked

guessing, his face was pale. He did not want to believe it because he did not want

Impossible, it was impossible.

saw Vincent, she tried to open her mouth but she was not able

well, don’t go anywhere else!” Vincent stared at his mother with a complicated

was waiting for Nora to wake up, Macey then

that he might interrupt Nora resting. So, he had no choice but went out and both faced with each other. Charles lowered his head and looked at

want to talk outside then just talk outside!” Macey snorted coldly. Both walked towards the end

a little worried but Arthur pulled her back. “Let them take care of their

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

to send you off!”

taxi!” Leila felt some warmness in her heart. She could not

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