On the Ruins of His Regret I Soar novel Chapter 277

Lance immediately rushed to Catherine’s side, steadying her as she swayed.

She looked up at him and managed a weak smile. “I’ve given blood for Amy.”

“Thank you,” Lance said, his voice thick with emotion.

“She calls me ‘Mom,’” Catherine replied, shaking her head. “It’s the least I could do. I would have done it for any child in need.”

Only then did she seem to notice Jessica. She let out a long, weary sigh—a sound laden with disappointment and blame. She walked over to Jessica, her voice frail. “No matter what Amy did, no matter how much you may dislike her, she is still your daughter. How could you be so cruel? She’s just a five-year-old child. Whatever mistake she made, she didn’t deserve this.”

Jessica said nothing. They all blamed her, but none of them seemed to understand. She was Amy’s mother. For four years, Amy had been the center of her universe. She should have been the one hurting the most, but instead, she was the villain, the world’s worst mother.

She retreated to a plastic chair in the corner, hunched over, her hands clasped at her forehead. She prayed with every fiber of her being for her daughter’s safety, willing to trade her own life, her own future, for Amy to be okay.

“If Amy wakes up and finds out you haven’t been eating, she’ll be upset,” Catherine insisted softly.

Finally, Lance relented, and the two of them left the corridor. Jessica walked alone to the ICU door. Through the small glass window, she stared at the tiny figure on the bed, hooked up to a myriad of machines, her vital signs displayed on a monitor nearby.

Tears streamed down Jessica’s face, blurring her vision. “It’s all my fault,” she whispered. “It’s all my fault…”