I packed up all the belongings related to Ashley and arranged for a courier to deliver them to Isaac's place.
Since they were so inseparable, I would quit and give them what they wanted!
After doing all this, I took a taxi to the hospital.
Six months ago, my mother was diagnosed with leukemia, and she had been undergoing chemotherapy, requiring an extended stay in the hospital.
I juggled two jobs every day, taking care of my frail mother and my cheating girlfriend.
I was truly exhausted.
Actually, this was good. I felt relieved.
In the ward, my mother was resting with her eyes closed.
I stood at the door for a while, lacking the courage to go in.
Every time I visited my mother, I had to find an excuse for Ashley, saying that she could come when she was available.
Regrettably, now that we had broken up, I could never bring Ashley to see my mother.
I let out a long sigh.
Once I got a new girlfriend, I would definitely bring her to meet my mother.
After all, as my mother said, I was a good man, and there would be someone who liked me.
The sound of opening the door woke up the sleeping mother.
As she opened her eyes and saw me, a gentle smile appeared on her pale face.
"You're here!" My mother got out of bed to greet me. "I had a hunch that you would come!"
After saying that, she looked around behind me with a smile, and her expression became increasingly depressed.
I knew she had been hoping for Ashley's presence, but she would not come.
I carefully helped her to the bed, suppressing my sadness.
"Mom, you're still unwell! Don't get out of bed."
My mother smiled and nodded.
Masking her disappointment, she inquired with a smile, "Where's Ashley? Why didn't she come with you? Did you get her mad again?"
I paused while putting down the fruit, not sure how to explain.
Given my mother's fragile physical condition, I didn't think she could handle it if she learned we had broken up.
After all, she liked Ashley very much and had always been looking forward to us getting married and having children.
Unfortunately, I couldn't fulfill her wish.
Noticing my silence, my mother said, "I understand that she is busy with work, and I've told her to take good care of herself! Tell her to get more rest."
I nodded and responded, "Okay."
My mother then continued, "I'm old, and I don't want to be your burden.