Chapter 437 Helena Has Died

Elspeth and Gilbert went together to the sanatorium in Damoria. It was in Damoria's suburbs, not far from the city center, but it was pretty remote, with few people around. On the other hand, she never would have thought her mother would be there. She expected Helena to be in a hospital due to her terminal illness, but she never imagined that her mother would choose a sanatorium, where typically only the terminally ill are admitted. Then, when she found out that her mother was so set on passing away, she felt an intense pain in her chest.

When she arrived, she tried to rush in to see her mom as soon as possible, but the guard at the door stopped her.

"Who are you? What's your name? Please show your ID."

Hearing that, her voice was somewhat agitated, but she remained calm. "My mom is inside. Please let me in, okay?"

"What's your mother's name?"

Elspeth bit her lip, unsure if Helena had changed her name when she admitted.

"Helena Joneson."

The receptionist at the door flipped through the book in his hand, and her face suddenly became serious.

"Helena Joneson... It seems like this person passed away yesterday."

Passed away? Her heart stopped beating for a moment.

sure you didn't make a mistake?

it now. There is a person named Helena Joneson at our sanatorium, and I wouldn't

day

hearing that, the receptionist frowned. "Young man, a person's lifespan is determined by fate, and no one can predict when

apologized. "I'm sorry, I was a bit impulsive

listening to that, the pain in

room she used

be appropriate to let you in so easily. Anyway, it's not completely

she took out a necklace from her pocket. It was in the shape of a heart and the same necklace she carried when she went

in the shape of a heart and the same necklace she carried when she

it.

her eyes. "Follow me. I'll take you to her room first."

and together with Gilbert, they were led to the room.

there was no one in the room. The receptionist led them in and then left. Although there was no one living in the room anymore, it was still spotless. With one glance, she knew that the room had been her mother's. Then, she strolled forward and saw

weak and unsteady as she continued to read. It appeared that Helena's physical discomfort had affected her handwriting. Yet, at the end of nearly every entry, she would write about how much

daughter Elspeth is always in my thoughts

touched the writing, and tears slowly

is still blooming, and I no longer want to hold you back. I wouldn't want that even if my illness was cured because you sacrificed your freedom. I love you more than words could ever express. Is there a mother in this world who wouldn't cherish her daughter? Sometimes, life is cruel, and we are forced to make impossible choices. For me, that choice was death in exchange for

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