Too Much To Bear My Love

Chapter 485 Unscathed

On the way back, Oscar asked, “Amelia, did Mom talk bad about me?”

Amelia shook her head and chuckled. “Oscar, Mom is not as scary as you think. She’s a cultured woman, and she was only mad at me because I did her wrong before. I’m not denying that I was being selfish back then. So, I only wish that she could forgive me one day.”

“Don’t worry. With Tony around, she’s going to forgive you sooner or later. I think you have Tony to thank for her attitude toward you right now. He’s a sweet boy. It’s only a matter of time before Mom accepts you again,” Oscar said confidently.

Amelia merely smiled. The truth was, she was not as optimistic.

It was already midnight when they were home and done washing up. As they were dog-tired from the long day, they only chatted for a while before the two fell deep into slumber with Tony in between them.

However, in the middle of the night, Tony suddenly convulsed and foamed. Roused by the noise, Amelia was taken aback by the alarming sight. She hurriedly hugged her son and asked with a shaky voice, “T-Tony, what’s the matter? Don’t scare me.”

Oscar was also jolted awake. However, he was calmer in comparison with Amelia. Nevertheless, he grew solemn at that sight.

He took Tony from Amelia and said in a tender tone, “Let’s go to the hospital right now. Don’t worry. Tony will be all right.”

Amelia trailed behind Oscar mindlessly. A sense of paralyzing fear washed over her at the mention of the hospital. She had spent most of her days going back and forth to the hospital these few years for a myriad of reasons—the car accident, losing her eyesight, and not to forget the corneal transplant. All that had led her to grow apprehensive at the mention of hospitals.

Looking at Tony, Oscar was actually terrified as well. However, as the head of the family, he knew he had to put up a strong face.

Oscar asked Hugo to drive, and he sat in the backseat with Amelia and Tony. Holding Amelia’s hand, he said, “Don’t worry. Tony will be all right.”

Amelia let out a sigh. She seemed calmer than before.

Her heart ached at the sight of the pale-faced Tony.

“I’m okay,” Amelia said softly.

When they reached Principal General Hospital, Robert was already waiting with the doctors that he had called over. Tony was placed on a bed and pushed into the operating room right away.

and said, “Don’t worry, Amelia.

Lancester, and I’m really sorry for bothering you at such

been good friends with Owen and Olivia for many years. I’m really glad that you guys think of me when something happens. Don’t worry. Tony will be all right with our doctors

Mr.

outside of the operating room finally went off after two hours. A few

Amelia dashed in their

my son doing? Is

suffering from food poisoning. We’ve performed a gastric lavage on him. He’s not in a critical condition. However, given his young age, the procedure will take a toll on his health. He requires ample

Amelia was stumped. She was puzzled as to why her son

you, doctors. We will be sure to treat all of you to

welcome, Mr. Clinton,” the doctor

left after a few bouts of exchange

nurses pushed Tony into a high-class ward while Amelia and Oscar trailed behind them. Amelia’s

just fine when we came back? I don’t know what’s with us and the hospitals. I spent most of my days in Beshya going back and forth to the hospital. After we’re back, my son is admitted to the hospital. Why would he suffer from food poisoning after I brought him to the

thoughts were

not doubting Mom and Dad. I just couldn’t believe that someone is so vicious that even a child is not spared!

on the verge of a breakdown as she broke out in a

pulled Amelia into his embrace as

bottom of this,”

his phone to make a call. However, someone stopped him. Oscar lifted his head and realized that

scare if they find out what has happened to Tony right now. I think it’s better if you

her composure and wiped her tears. She looked at Robert and managed an awkward

sorry, Mr. Lancester. I should have refrained from breaking down in front of you,”

I’m not sure why he’s suffering from food poisoning either. But, judging from your remarks, it must have happened at the Clintons. Owen and Olivia would surely

let out a

I’m not blaming Mom for this. I just can’t imagine who is vicious enough to harm my son so. My emotions were running high, and I know I’ve said some

moment before continuing, “Mr. Lancester, it’s late now. Please do not let us disturb your rest further. We’re sorry for dragging