Chapter 93. Daughter’s Duty

Emery’s POV

I was smiling at my dad while feeding him. He kept on glancing at me and every time he did, his forehead would crease.

“Are you a nurse here?”

I gave him a warm smile and nodded. “I’m your personal nurse.”

He pursed his lips. “I don’t need a personal nurse. I’m not invalid.”

He’s changed. His illness is affecting him. He’s now irritable and there are times he’d forget the words he wanted to say. I also caught him having a hard time moving. It’s breaking me every time I see him like that. It has only been a day, but I’m already shattered inside.

“I have a daughter, you know?”

I smiled again and nodded. “I know.”

“Her name is Emery,” he said and chuckled. “My little girl is sweet but… we had an accident. It was my fault.”

I shook my head. “It’s not your fault.”

“It is!” His voice rose as he shook his head. “I was driving fast and because of what happened, she developed a trauma. My poor little girl.”