Mommy，We Got a Husband
Chapter 441 There Must Be More to That Car Accident

After Cormac finished talking, the room went dead silent. If anyone could really get what Cormac was feeling right then, it was Alaric. He totally got where Cormac was coming from. A bit later, a phone ringing cut through the quiet. It was Rowena calling Cormac.

"Rowena."

"Cormac, what's the situation now?"

"The doctor said Griffon's only got a couple of days left."

Rowena was stunned for a moment. If anyone had hurt her the most, it was Griffon. But knowing he was dying brought up some mixed feelings she couldn't quite describe. "You probably haven't eaten yet, right? I'll come to the hospital to see you," Rowena said.

"No," Cormac quickly replied. "You're pregnant. Don't come. I've already eaten. Don't worry. Get some rest tonight."

He didn't want her to see Griffon like this, especially since she was pregnant.

"Alright then, but don't overwork yourself. Get some rest too."

"Okay."

After hanging up, Cormac turned to Alaric. "You're a patient too. You should go back, or your family will worry."

"It's fine. Galatea knows I'm here." Alaric sat down by the bed, looking at the comatose Griffon, feeling a deep sense of sadness. After a long pause, he started talking.

"Time flies, man. I remember when I was a kid, my parents always fought, so I'd hide at your place. Back then, I felt closer to Griffon and Ravenna than my own parents.

Later, I couldn't take my parents' fighting anymore, so I ran away and joined the army. I was gone for over a decade. When I got the news my dad died, I was about to go on a mission.

My superiors were cool and let me skip the mission to attend the funeral, but I refused. It wasn't that I didn't want to; I just didn't have the guts to go back."

Alaric continued. "For years, I couldn't think about it. Whenever I did, I felt like a jerk for running away and not being there for my dad's final moments or hearing his last words.

I didn't want my dad's regret to happen with my mom, but fate had other plans, and it ended up the same. Now, thinking about it, it's so ironic. The people I once desperately wanted to escape from, I can never see again." Hearing Alaric's words, Cormac's eyes instantly reddened, feeling a pain he couldn't describe.

"Yeah, time flies. It feels like just yesterday when we were kids. Your dad and my dad used to go fishing together all the time. Even though our moms were so different, they could still chat a bit.

In the blink of an eye, they're all gone. Back then, we always wanted to grow up fast, but now we want to be kids again, and there's no way back."

With Griffon's impending death, all their parents would be gone. The futile effort to hold on to something slipping away was overwhelming.

At that moment, Alaric and Cormac's emotions resonated deeply, and they didn't speak for a long time.

Alaric had seen Cormac break down before, but this was the first time Cormac had seen Alaric so sad, and it hit him hard.

The silence was broken again by the sound of light footsteps. It was Aurora who came in.

"Aurora, what are you doing here?" Cormac was surprised to see her.

"Uncle Cormac, Uncle Alaric," Aurora greeted politely, and Alaric smiled back at her.

"I figured you probably haven't eaten, so I brought you some food."

Aurora placed the lunchbox on the table and carefully laid out the food.

Cormac felt truly lucky to have Aurora. Alaric stood up and said, "Since Aurora brought you food, you should eat. I'll head out."

"Be safe on your way," Cormac quickly reminded, knowing Alaric was in a bad mood.

Alaric just waved and walked out.

Cormac had no appetite, but since Aurora had brought him food, he couldn't let her down.

"Uncle Cormac, is that your dad?" Aurora asked cautiously, looking at Griffon lying on the bed.

"Yes," Cormac replied softly.

"Can your dad's illness be cured?" Aurora quickly asked.

Cormac just shook his head, and Aurora fell silent.

Cormac took a few symbolic bites, then looked at Griffon again, thinking about what he and Alaric had discussed. He pulled Aurora over to sit beside him. "Aurora, can I ask you a question?"

"Of course."

Cormac hesitated, "Aurora, my question might, it might reopen old wounds, so..."

Reopen old wounds?

"Is it about my dad? It's okay, Uncle Cormac, ask away." Hearing "old wounds," Aurora figured it was about Matthew.

"You're such a good girl," Cormac said, gently ruffling her hair. He then cautiously asked, "Aurora, can you think back carefully? In the days leading up to your dad's car accident, did he exhibit any unusual behavior? Any strange actions or words? This is very important to me."

Aurora didn't know why he was asking, but she began to think carefully.

"Even the smallest detail is helpful," Cormac reminded.

"Does extreme despair count?" Aurora asked.

"Extreme despair? How so?"

"I don't know if it is unusual because my dad had been sick for a long time. Ever since he was diagnosed, he was always very down and often said things like, 'If I'm gone, take good care of yourself.'

So, in those days, his mood was the same, and I didn't think much of it. But now that I think about it, he was unusually down those days. He even said he wanted to spend more time with me. He didn't go to work for a day or two and even picked me up from school.

That night, he wasn't supposed to work, but he said he wanted to earn more money while he was still alive, so he went, and then the accident happened."

He wanted to spend more time with her those days? Did he already know he would die that night?

If he knew in advance, that meant...

"Aurora, think carefully. Before your dad left that night, besides telling you to take care of yourself, what else did he say?"

Hearing this, Cormac knew something was off. There had to be more to the story!