In the morning, Yolanda Greenwood went to the Coldson Family's old mansion by herself, where she met Old Master Coldson.
"Grandpa, I might need to leave for a while," she sat by the sickbed peeling an orange, her voice reluctant to speak.
"Leave? Where to?" Old Master Coldson also knew his condition was deteriorating and felt equally reluctant at this moment.
"Going to the U.S.," Yolanda whispered, "I'll probably start with three months, and if it's really nice there, I'll consider staying."
Old Master Coldson's eyes reddened slightly. "Yolanda, there's less than a month until the Spring Festival; can't you wait until after the New Year to go?"
Yolanda tugged at the corner of her mouth, showing a bitter smile.
The Lunar New Year is important to every Chinese person because it symbolizes family reunions and new beginnings.
But for her, what family was there still?
Her only family now was Jaxon Greenwood, who was still in the hospital.