Chapitre 93: CHAPTER 93

　　"Grandma, grandma please wake up! Could you please wake up? What happened to you? Grandma, please forgive me because I came late to see you!" Mitch sobbed while holding the old woman's hand tightly.

　　"Grandma!" She called yet again but the woman didn't respond.

　　"Mitch, what do you think you are doing? Can't you see that she is resting right now," Chantelle's voice came.

　　"Aunty, I just wanted to know if grandma Flora is doing okay!" Mitch uttered with a cracked voice.

　　"Oh really now! You know what? We all know that you don't truly care about her, isn't that true?" Chantelle said.

　　"Of course not, I do care about her!" Mitch argued.

　　"If you honestly cared about her as you claim. You shouldn't be up everywhere, you already knew that she was sick but you kept going out every now and then!" Chantelle yelled out.

　　"No, what you are saying is not true," Mitch said hiccuping.