Chapter 161

• RICHARD'S POV
• I was at home, chatting with my mother as she lounged in her favorite chair, looking more tired than usual. “Richard, you know,” she said with a weak smile, “you should start thinking about settling down. A wife might do you some good. Moreover, I need to see my grandchildren before I die, I'm old already.”
• I chuckled, trying to lighten the mood. “Mom, you’re not old. You’re just a bit sick. Once you’re through with this transplant business, you’ll be back to your old self in no time.”