Kneeling for a Second Chance Novel

---- Chapter 321 "Let's decorate our dining room properly , too. Make sure it matches young people's tastes. Change the tablecloths. "We don't even know what style she likes. Arrange for a variety of them to brighten things up," Martha said. Then, she hurriedly added, "Use the small dining room, not the big one. The big dining room has those old, wooden tables your dad likes. What young person would enjoy eating at such a stiff old-fashioned table? Just sitting there feels suffocating. Mallory hesitated.

"Mom, are you okay?" "T feel perfectly fine right now." Martha even stood up and took a step forward. "See? I can walk. My foot hardly hurts anymore. I want to go home right now." She glared at Mallory, demanding, "Why are you still standing here? Quickly handle the discharge procedures." Mallory glanced at Nicholas, who commented, "Make an appointment with a neurologist for your mother." Martha blabbled dreamlike nonsense in broad daylight. If that wasn't a head injury, then what else could it be? There was no way that rascal Sebastian would actually bring a girlfriend home tonight.

Martha shook off his arm. "Sebastian is bringing his ---- girlfriend home tonight. You'd better dress more formally when we get back. That suit I had tailored for you would be just right. "And you'd better put ona smile tonight. Don't keep that cold look of yours on. What if she thinks you're hard to get along with?" Martha went on. "Should we hire a stylist this afternoon? Maybe color our hair? It's all white now. We're already in our twilight years. What if she sees our hair and thinks we're ancient?" Pressing his hand to his forehead, Nicholas stared at her.

After a moment's thought, he told Mallory, "Make sure you get a specialist." Mallory also suspected that Martha might really have injured her head falling down the stairs. It was bad if she was hallucinating. Mallory had thought it was only a sprained ankle that would heal with rest, but this seemed much more serious. Guilt welled up inside her, and her eyes reddened. This was all her fault. She had been too busy with the company and hadn't spent enough time with Martha. Quickly, she hurried off toward Joseph's office while also giving Sebastian and Alexander a call.

At the city hall, Sebastian was still filling out forms when his phone rang. ---- On the other end, Mallory said anxiously , "Mom's condition looks bad. When can you come back? I've already told Alexander. He's on the way to the hospital with Wendy right now."" Valeria was right beside him, so she naturally heard it too. Her hand holding the pen froze, while she bit her lip lightly. Then, Sebastian put a hand over hers and clasped it firmly. He replied in a deep voice, "Has the CT scan come out yet?" "Not yet," Mallory replied. "Mom might have a head injury.

Sebastian hadn't expected it to be so serious. Her thoughts had seemed clear earlier , her tone sounding normal during the call. Even if it were a sprain or a fracture, it would be troublesome, but she would recover in a few months. Intracranial bleeding was far more serious. As a doctor, he knew it well. The patient could seem fine one moment and collapse silently the next. At her age, any brain surgery would carry irreversible risks. Sebastian suddenly stood up with a complicated expression. He gripped Valeria's hand tightly. Valeria said ina panic, "Go to the hospital first.

I'll come with you."