"I'm sorry," his voice was hoarse as he slightly bowed his head, "I'm sorry, Amanda."
I'm sorry, it seems I can no longer accompany you on this journey...
The promises I once made have been broken so soon, I'm sorry.
Mrs. Johnson was rushed into the emergency room and was finally resuscitated.
The first thing she did when she opened her eyes was to cry.
Her tears hadn't stopped flowing even in the operating room.
Donald Johnson stayed by her side, his hair practically turning white with worry.
Samuel Johnson's condition remained without respite, and now his wife's health was also collapsing. He even suspected that if Samuel couldn't be saved, his wife might follow him in death.
He was often away on business trips, unable to be by her side at all times; Samuel could almost be considered her emotional anchor. He knew how much effort she had put into cultivating Samuel, and how much of her heart had gone into caring for him.
