Chapter 310: A Last Conversation

"Father." Aella whispered under her breath as she watched the nurse arranging the pillow on the bed for her father's comfort.

Tears blinded her eyes as she walked numbly into the room. He looked pale-so pale that she would have thought he was dead if not for the gentle rise and fall of his chest. Had he always looked so old?

"My lady." the nurse bowed to Aella before returning to her work.

"H-How is he?" Aella asked shakily and she watched the nurse's facial expression. There was something like guilt on her face, and that felt like a punch to the gut for Aella.

"He has escaped the worst but his heartbeat and pulse are very low. He might not-" the nurse bit back her words and bowed once more before she left the room hurriedly.

Aella sat on the stool close to the bed as she stared at her father. Guilt filled her heart realizing that she was the reason he was like this. He must have been so worried about her that his health deteriorated.