Then, I maneuvered my wheelchair toward the balcony for some fresh air.
The moment I stepped out of the room, I collided head-on with Dad, who was drinking straight from a bottle and I knocked the bottle and it fell on the floor.
Dad was furious. “Damn it! Don't you have eyes? You spilled all my good liquor I had just brought!”
He picked up the bottle and kicked my wheelchair hard. The chair jolted violently and tilted to the side.
"Kelly!"
My mother screamed, rushed over and quickly shielded me and the wheelchair with her own body.
The wheel scraped her hand and blood gushed out of it, leaving a deep gash that nearly exposed the bone.
Ignoring the pain, she steadied me before turning to Dad, still shaken and roared furiously, "Liam! You almost hurt your daughter!"
Dada glared at me. "Why are you so worked up? She's paralyzed and can't even feel any pain.”
“Dammit! All that fine liquor wasted because of her!” Cursing under his breath, he stumbled back into his room to continue drinking.
Though still shaken and her hand was in pain, Mom checked me up and down first to make sure I was okay. Only after confirming I was fine did she begin to inspect the kicked wheelchair.
When she found that one of the fasteners had loosened, she immediately fetched the toolbox and carefully tightened it—bit by bit—until late at night.
Meanwhile, in the livestream chat, comments kept pouring in.
[I'm crying so hard! Where can I find such a good mother? Even though her hand was badly injured, all she worried about was her daughter.]
[The real question is, why does such a wonderful mom have to suffer such bad luck, having a heartless, blind, ungrateful daughter?]
[Exactly! Is this daughter's heart made of stone? Her mom has done so much for her, so why is she so cold toward her own mother?]
[No wonder they say those who are pitiful always have something hateful about them. This girl favors her father to such a point of madness, serves her right, she’s paralyzed!]
[This is too much and suffocating! Mom, let her go! Such a daughter is not worth it!]
The live chat was flooded with criticism. Even reporters called me.
"Is this the three-day secret livestream you wanted? Do you have any idea how much the chat has been scolding you in the past two days?"
“Your mother’s gone above and beyond for you. Are you deliberately asking to be scolded?"
I glanced toward the living room, where my mother sat alone, tending to her wound. Then I said with a calm voice, “There's still one more day left. By then, you’ll understand everything.”
Early on the third morning, right after she woke up, Mom came to my room like always.
.
"Kelly, how are you feeling today? Do you have a better appetite?”
She checked my condition with practiced ease while asking softly.
I didn't answer, only glancing indifferently at her bandaged hand. Blood was still seeping from it.
Seeing my silence, my mother massaged my limbs as usual, moved my joints and prevented muscle atrophy. Her movements were gentle, as if tending to her most precious treasure.
"Kelly, look how beautiful the weather is today. After breakfast, how about I push you outside for a walk? The doctor said that having more outdoor activity will be good for you.”
She looked out the window, trying to find something to talk about.
I remained indifferent. “Don’t want to.”
She paused for a moment and said nothing.
After the massage, she fetched warm water, carefully washed my face and hands, then prepared my meal.
The live stream comments continued to roll.
[That daughter is still acting miserable today. I'm so angry seeing her.]
[That's true. Her mother's hands are badly injured and she still has to take care of her. Can't she even say one word of concern?]
[It’s so disgusting. Some people just don't deserve kindness!]
That day, Mom didn't go to work. She said she wanted to spend quality time with me.
After she finished doing her chore, she pushed me out to the balcony to bask in the sun.
She combed my hair, trimmed my nails and cleaned my ears, making sure that every inch of my body was clean.
When she was done, she pulled up a small stool beside me, held my hand tightly and began to speak in a low voice.
"Kelly, do you remember when you were a child, you loved pulling me to sit on the balcony and bask in the sun. You said that your mood would get better after basking in the sun.”
“We were poor back then, but you always said that as long as Mom and Dad were by your side, you felt incredibly happy.”
“You also said that when you grew up, you'd take Mom around the world...”
Her eyes glistened slightly as she spoke.
Just then, her phone rang.
But she didn't answer it. Instead, she looked deeply into my eyes, then hung up.
Then she looked at me and smiled, “Kelly, it’s almost time.”
I smiled faintly. This moment had finally arrived.
After saying that, Mom stood up and glanced at me with an expression that I could not understand. Then she made a move that caught every viewer in the live stream completely off guard ....
