Chapter 125

"It's not looking good. He still hasn't regained consciousness." Trystan sighed deeply. He was about to say more when Sawyer swung a fist at him. Trystan dodged to the side, grabbing his fist. "Uncle Sawyer, what are you doing?" Bianca quickly stepped forward and smacked Sawyer's arm. "What are you doing? Are you trying to piss Dad off to death?" Megan spoke up in an attempt to mediate the situation. "Yeah, Uncle Sawyer, if you have something to say, say it nicely. Grandpa is sick—" "Shut up!" Sawyer glared fiercely at her. He then turned to Bianca and Trystan, adding, "You two know better than me why Dad's condition suddenly worsened." Both of them lowered their heads in silence. They had absolute respect and reverence for George. Bianca even began to reflect on whether she was too hasty in pushing for Bethany and Trystan's divorce, knowing that George's time might be limited. She glanced instinctively at Bethany, who was crouching in a corner, hugging her knees. Her face was