Chapter 836 - Buried Under Responsibilities (1/2)
”How's my mother's condition?” Dylan's tired voice as soon as he stepped through the door of the house.
”Today, she seems to be doing better than before,” replied the nurse by his side.
”You can take a rest, I want to spend some time with her alone,” said Dylan and made his way towards his mother's room.
As he entered the dimly lit room, he found his father sitting beside his mother as he held her hand tightly. His eyes were closed which showed he was sleeping in that sitting position. But Dylan knew he wasn't sleeping. He had hardly been sleeping because of Zhao Wei's condition. Even now, he was just resting his eyes. Dylan placed his hand on his father's shoulder gently and he immediately opened his eyes to look at him.
”Dad, you should eat something now,” said Dylan. ”I'm here with mom for an hour.”
His father looked at his son who appeared not only tired or haggard but also dispirited. It was obvious from just one look that Dylan hadn't been sleeping well these days. Since he had been spending time with his wife lately, all of the responsibilities had fallen on Dylan's shoulders.
The guy with the cheery aura was suddenly buried under a lot of unforeseen circ.u.mstances that forced him to grow up. With his declining appetite, his health was also declining but Dylan would never say any of that out to anyone. He didn't want anyone to worry about him.
”Don't force yourself and close your eyes for a moment as well,” his father told him before leaving the room.
Dylan sat beside his mother and touched her face. He didn't say anything, he just continued to accompany her in silence with his mind wandering off. He didn't even know what in particular he was thinking about. He was completely out of focus.
He suddenly felt a tug at his shirt and looked at his mother. Zhao Wei's eyes were slightly open as she tried to make out her son's face in this dim light.
”Ma,” he called out. ”You're awake?”
She opened her mouth to say something but nothing came out. Her throat was parched and her lips were dry. Dylan helped her up a little before he took the water from the nightstand and put the straw between her lips. After taking a sip, Zhao Wei finally felt better.
”Is it nighttime?” she asked in a weak voice.
”No,” replied Dylan. He got off her bed and walked over to the windows, as he opened the dr.a.p.es, sunlight poured inside. Clearly, it was still day but think dr.a.p.es had made the room shroud in the darkness just like this house had been shrouded in darkness for days now.