Married To The Mad Vampire Lord novel Chapter 389

Chapter 389: Mrs. Bigger_Part 3

"Oh, my dear son... how I missed you, so much." A tear rolled down her face as she moved closer and hugged him. "So long... you left me so long, and I... I couldn’t tell you... how sorry I was... for causing you and your pa’s pain..."

In all of his life, he had never once been called a son before, and though Rohan knew this wasn’t real and that the woman was sick, he couldn’t help the sharp prick in his chest that spread up into his throat when she cuddled his head, weeping and apologizing for hurting her son. In what way she had hurt the deceased, Rohan had no idea.

For how long in the past had he imagined being held like that by a mother and addressed as a son?

He couldn’t remember, and thus he played his part as a son as naturally as if it were real. Slowly, he lifted his hand and hesitantly hugged the frail, small body of the woman, as though afraid she might break apart.

"Yes, I am back... Mama," he felt awkward saying the word, but it slipped out of his mouth before he could stop it, and the woman’s weeping increased until she began to cough uncontrollably, her body trembling from the volatile cough that seized her and made her breath drag in painfully.

Rohan, who didn’t want her dying yet before he could talk to her, began to gently pat her back soothingly until she relaxed and the cough died down. She moved back, cupped his face, and smiled a toothless smile at him as she touched his cheeks.

"I... didn’t mean to hurt you and your pa, Theodore..." she rasped with her naturally shaky voice that must have come from age. It seemed many things were disoriented with time; even the teeth were not spared. No wonder many humans fought and would give anything to never age, to remain young forever.

"Why are you apologizing? What have you done to... my pa and I?" Rohan questioned, choosing his words carefully, but the elder woman’s eyes turned haunted and teary, troubled beyond measure. Yet before she could part her lips to speak, the girl behind him stepped forward and whispered to him.

"Don’t, Mr. Towson. She is sensitive about the topic of her husband and son. She has blamed herself for their death for ages. Don’t bring up the topic or she will become upset." Saying this, she stepped back and smiled at the elder woman, who had withdrawn her hands from Rohan’s face to hug it to her chest, looking at him with sorrowful eyes that seemed to have carried many emotions.

"Theodore, how about you take her inside? She has been sitting here since morning and has refused to go in until you came to see her. The doctor says she shouldn’t be exposed too much to the harsh breeze," the girl suggested. Though she knew her grand-aunt barely had any time left with her failing body, where she could no longer walk without being carried, it was best they preserve the life in her for as long as they could.

She was the nicest person on earth, and many loved her and wished she could live longer. The girl had volunteered to come and live with and take care of the elder woman until her last days. Even though she herself had only just gotten married and should have been with her husband, she couldn’t imagine Mrs. Bigger being left to the care of people who didn’t know how much the woman meant to many.

As impatient as Rohan was to get his answers, he couldn’t push the fragile woman, and so he got up to carry her. But then she quickly pushed away his hand and shrank back, terrified.

"Who... who are you?" she demanded, sniffing a cough back in her throat. "Wh-what do you want from me?"

Rohan was surprised at the woman’s behavior and then turned to look at the girl, who gave him a look of apology.

"I told you she has mixed-up memories and forgets things," she said to him and then stepped forward to talk to the elderly woman. "Grand-aunt—"

Mrs. Bigger turned startled eyes to her relative and then began to shake her head, whimpering.

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