Chapter 166. Regrets and Guilt

Ellie's POV

How long I can keep up this counterfeited audacious act is something I don't know, because deep inside I am dead worried. I am being stamped in the heart with a sharp knife, and I can't tell how long I can cloak the excruciating pain. I am internally bleeding for my papa. This shouldn't be happening to him. This should never have happened.

"Four years isn't a short time, Miss Riccaford, but your father will be..."

"So... sorry,” I waver, shock slapping me so hard. “For what? Are you saying that my father has been sick for four good years?" I ask with a higher notch of bewilderment. This must be a very big joke, right? Four what? No way!

"I am sorry. Didn't you know?" Dr. Lemuel asks in utter shock.

He is actually serious about that period. He wasn’t joking at all.

And did I know? No, hell, no!

The revelation hits me like a thunderbolt, sending a surge of disbelief coursing through my veins. How could I have