Chapter 7：Longing (2/2)

She couldn't be weepy! She must survive and keep fighting for her mother!

”Mom, Anya will continue to fight for you, so get well soon, mom…” Said Anya, wiping her tears.

Only silence greeted those words. There was no reply or warm smile. However, that did not discourage Anya. Anya knew that one day her mother would come back to her.

Anya was about to leave the hospital when one of the hospital administrators called her. It had been 3 years since her mother had been in the hospital so that the hospital staff even recognized her.

”Anya, the deposit you gave to the hospital is only enough to pay for your mother's medical expenses until next week,” She said, looking at Anya sympathetically. She knew that Anya was fighting alone for her mother. Only Anya was the only person who kept coming and visiting Diana.

Anya's face immediately looked sluggish when she heard the news. Her savings had been used up to pay for her daily expenses. She still had to pay for her mother's hospital fees, not to mention her tuition fees for next semester. Where did she get that kind of money?

She was just determined to keep fighting, but the repeated problems kept her falling, as if it didn't give her room to get back up.

What should she do now?

She could not rely on her income from making perfume alone. She also did not have any jewelry or items to sell.

The only thing that Anya and her mother had right now was the flower garden. Should she sell the land? But if the land was also sold, Anya would lose the only job to make ends meet. In addition, the ownership of the land was in the name of her mother. Only her own mother could sell the land.

Anya also had time to ask her father for help, but her father refused on the grounds that his own family was also having a difficult time. However, when Anya went to her father's house, Anya saw luxury cars still lined up. Mona was still wearing fancy clothes and her cellphone was also the latest model.

Should she try to ask her father for help again?

But Anya realized that actually her father had an excuse. Her father did not want to help her mother because they had separated. Even though they were together, her father felt that now they had lived their separate lives so that her father did not want to be burdened with other people's problems. Even spending money to pay for Anya's college, her father was not willing.

Suddenly, Anya remembered the black business card with gold she had received before heading to the hospital. The business card was still in her bag. She took out the business card and looked at it as if all her hopes hinged on the little black sheet of paper.

Aiden Atmajaya, CEO of Atmajaya Group.

Should she meet this man? Anya did not know what Aiden really wanted from her and what purpose he wanted to meet her.

But Anya knew that the Atmajaya Family was one of the ruling families in this city. Maybe she could ask Aiden for help and borrow money. Or maybe Anya could beg Aiden to give her a job. Even as a servant, Anya was willing as long as she could pay for her mother's hospital fees.

It sounded absurd to ask a stranger for help. Moreover, this was the first time Anya met Aiden this morning. But she had no other choice. She really was desperate.