Chapter 173. Pain

With great difficulty, she crossed the stairs, her whimpering resonating in the silent and dark atmosphere, and reached the ground floor.

“Mama... Mama,” she kept on weakly murmuring while climbing down the stairs, recalling her mother.

A sudden incident from the past played in her mind when she had gotten intensely sick, and walking alone was becoming a difficult task for her. She couldn’t eat, talk, or sleep.

One day, when she felt a little better, she asked her mother to help her go into the lawn of the house so she could bask under the sun. Her mother had called her father on an urgent basis from his work, and both her parents had held her arms and helped her climb down the stairs. That day, she had felt immense gratitude for having them by her side. She couldn’t put it into words, how thankful she was to have her parents by her side.

As she reached the lower floor, she found a maid who was standing nearby and looking towards her. She immediately shield