Chapter 1157

"Alright, I'll make the call myself." Noah struggled to take out his phone. "Let me do it." Bethany knew about his strained relationship with his family. She felt it would be better if she made the call. He hesitated, looking at her with uncertainty. "Give me the phone. Trust me." She nodded firmly. "Okay," he relented, handing her the phone. He turned his head away, his voice choked with emotion. "Bethany, I'm really sorry to trouble you." "Don't be silly," Bethany replied before stepping out of the ward. She quickly found the contact labeled "Mom" and dialed the number. The first call was abruptly disconnected. She took a deep breath and tried again. Once more, the call was declined. She felt sorry for Noah. Why would a son call his mother in the middle of the night unless it was an emergency? Yet, Winifred Higgins kept hanging up, treating her own son like a nuisance. It was heartbreaking. Bethany also knew that Noah had no one else to turn to. At university, apart from Ru