Chapter 630 The Queen Fainted


    Rufus'' POV:


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    My father and I waited anxiously while the doctor checked on my mother.


    Her fainting had given us all a fright. My father in particr felt very guilty and kept sighing. His old


    disease, which he had already ovee before, recurred.


    I tried tofort him in an effort to calm him down. I didn''t want to see both him and my mother fall.


    Sylvia knew what I was thinking and tried to help. She poured a ss of water for my father when


    he started to cough violently.


    Fortunately, after drinking the entire ss, he stopped coughing. Looking at Richard, who was


    motionless and silent in the corner, he said crossly, "You go back to your ce first. I''ll deal with you


    later. Don''t you dare do anything rash."


    Richard nodded silently and left, not wanting to provoke our father any further.


    When the doctor had finished checking on my mother, he turned to my father and said, "The queen


    had a heart attack from intense anger. She should avoid getting emotionally stressed from now on.


    Besides, the queen hasn''t been in good health the past few years and just recovered from her


    previous illness. She really can''t afford to be stimted again."


    I lowered my head guiltily. My mother''s health was in worse shape than I thought.


    Soon, she woke up.


    We all huddled around her expectantly, but she turned her head away when seeing my father and


    said coldly, "Get out. I don''t want to see you." My father stood beside the bed awkwardly. "Laura..."


    She snorted and ignored him.


    I sighed and pulled my father aside. "Father, you go deal with the issue on the Inte first. And for


    the sake of Mother''s health, please don''t anger her in the near future."


    "Okay, fine. You stay here and take care of your mother. Call me if you need anything." My father


    lowered his head and sighed heavily. Shooting his wife onest sorrowful nce, he left dejectedly.


    Sylvia came over and tugged at my sleeve. "I''ll wait for you outside," she whispered. "Call me if you


    need any help."


    "Okay." I nodded, touched her cheek, and sent her out of the room.


    When I came back, my mother had already sat up and was leaning against the headboard.


    I was a little nervous. She always had high expectations of me. Although we had been alienated


    from each other for so many years, I couldn''t stand to see her disappointed expression. After


    hesitating for a while, I sat down at the edge of the bed and asked softly, "Mother, how are you


    feeling?"


    She looked up at me nkly, and then suddenly burst into tears. She threw her arms around me,


    choked with sobs. "Rufus, I''m so sorry."


    My hands went limp. I didn''t know how to react.


    It was the first time I had seen my mother cry so openly since I was a child. In my eyes, she had


    always been a stubborn she-wolf with a strong will. To her, tears were always a sign of weakness.


    Thus, she never showed her fragile side in front of the younger generations. No matter how sad she


    was, she never shed tears.


    But now, her tears rolled down her cheeks uncontrobly and seeped into my shirt as she hugged


    me. "You must have suffered a lot over the years. I had no idea. This is all my fault. I didn''t protect


    you well enough. How I wish I could bear this damned curse for you!"


    I was stunned. Suddenly, I felt a lump in my throat.


    I had thought that my mother would be angry and perhaps even disappointed that I didn''t live up to


    her expectations. But I had never expected this reaction from her.


    Her guilt made me feel even worse.