The phone suddenly rang and I picked it up in a daze, thinking it was Shane calling.
"Lisa, your mother suddenly fell ill and has just been sent to the operating room..." The other party's words made me wake up instantly, I grabbed the car keys and rushed out the door.
The green light outside the operating room was emitting a faint glow, which made me feel cold. I realized that I had come to the hospital in only thin pajamas without even taking an outer coat.
I glanced at my phone screen. It was one in the morning, and I had been at the hospital for less than an hour. This meant that Shane hadn't come home by twelve o'clock. He had been coming home later and later recently, and it had never been later than eleven before. I called him, and the song on the ringtone kept looping until the last minute.
"Hello, what's going on so late at night?" His tone was aggressive, as if he was not facing his girlfriend and fiancée, but a pervert who was making harassing phone calls late at night.
I steadied my breath and said calmly, "Where are you now? Can you come to the hospital to accompany me? My mother..."
There was a pause, and the next second the tone was still impatient: "Is your mother sick again? It's not like there's no nurse, why should I go over? I'm in the Second Hospital now, and it's not convenient for me to leave."
When I heard he was in the hospital, I asked reflexively: "What are you doing in the hospital? Are you sick? Is it serious?" I heard Shane let out a long breath: "It's not me, Quincy is allergic to alcohol, I took her to the hospital."
Quincy is his secretary, a recent college graduate. But I can't understand, if an employee is sick, does the boss need to personally take her to the hospital?
I asked Shane, but he replied angrily: "She acted like this because I drank. What's wrong with me sending her to the hospital? Can you please stop being unreasonable?"
At the same time, Quincy's crisp voice rang out from Shane's side: "Brother Chen, is Lisa angry? Why don't you go and accompany her? It's okay for me to be here alone."
Shane seemed to have taken the phone far away, but I still heard his last words: "Don't worry about her, she's just being pretentious." The phone was still next to my ear, but I only heard the beeping sound of the call being hung up. At the same time, the door of the operating room was opened.
The doctor sighed and shook his head at me: "We have done our best. Please accept my condolences."
The tension in my heart suddenly broke. I had always relied on my mother to support me, but now that the support was gone, my heart sank, but I couldn't reach the bottom.
I sat in the corridor outside the operating room all night, with only the late autumn breeze to accompany me. The next day, when I was packing my mother's belongings, a photo fell out of the drawer.
It was taken by my mother when Shane and I came to visit her four years ago . At that time, Shane held my mother's hand and said, "Don't worry, Auntie, I will marry Lisa , treat her well all my life, and make her the happiest woman in the world, so that she will never have to envy anyone again."
I witnessed my parents' failed marriage, but Shane's words at the time gave me hope for marriage again. I fantasized about marrying him and having a happy family with him. However, now everything has become a bubble.
My hand holding the photo was shaking, and a crystal liquid dripped down my face onto the photo. I suddenly tore the photo into pieces. What a bullshit oath and promise, it's just a trick used by men to deceive women!
After dealing with my mother's funeral, I finally couldn't hold on and fell ill. The last time I called Shane was a week ago. During this period, he didn't contact me at all, as if I was an irrelevant person.
