Be tried to focus on her mother’s illness first. As for what happened in the past, they would talk about itter.

She and her mother agree that the past should be forgiven and not forgotten. They will discuss it slowly and without rushing.

"Mother, I won’t say much now, but I beg you to get treatment immediately. You have to undergo chemotherapy and be cancer-free."

Natalie shook her head, turning her gaze away from Be.

"Mom, please..." Be knew her mother might refuse again.

"Oh, dear... Why would I do that? When I don’t have a happy future with my family..." Natalie said without looking at Be. She feared she would waver if she saw her daughter’s gaze.

"Your father will continue to torture me. Your brother Henry will never care about me either. Meanwhile, you?" Natalie paused to take another deep breath. "You will definitely leave again..."

Natalie’s voice trembled as her tears slowly fell again from her eyes. "Be, My daughter, there’s no good reason for me to continue to live..."

Be, "…"

"Mom, please hear me first..." Be said, making sure her mother looked her in the eyes before she calmly responded. "If I said you still have a future with me, with my child, and my husband, would you consider doing your chemotherapy treatment?"

"I’m sorry, daughter, but my decision is still the same. I cannot endure if your father finds me. He will torture—" Natalie suddenly stopped when she realized something.

’Wait... Be said, child? Husband? She married again?’

Gasping in shock, Natalie stuttered as she asked, "B-Be... Yo-you what? You have a child?" She asked to make sure she didn’t hear it wrong.

Be nodded faintly, "Yes, Mom. I have a son…"

Natalie covered her gasping mouth, too shocked to hear her daughter had a son. Her eyes were still staring at Be, unable to say something.

After a few more seconds, when she felt slightly calmer, Natalie asked Be again, "You’ve married again? When? Why didn’t you share the news with us?"

Lucas and she had not heard about their daughter’s wedding. Therefore, she could only agree with Lucas when he told her he would marry Be to his friend, Bradley.

...

Her mother’s reaction amused Be. She wanted to tell her everything about her marriage to Tristan, but something was stopping her; she needed to force her to undergo treatment first.

"Mom, I won’t tell you anything until you agree to do chemotherapy. It would be pointless if you knew otherwise, right?" Be said casually while smiling faintly. She held back herugh when she saw her mother’s panicked state.

’What? Be won’t talk to me anymore? Oh, no! If I die now, I will never know about my daughter’s husband and son...’ Natalie felt troubled. She couldn’t let this happen.

"Well, my little son is adorable, Mom. But, once again, you won’t be able to meet him if you insist you do not want to heal—" Be couldn’t continue her words. She saw her mother trying to get out of bed.

Be immediately stood from her chair. She wanted to help her mother, but her mother grabbed her hand and embraced her.

Instantly, Be’s calm heart and mind became chaotic again when she felt her mother’s fragile body shaking as she hugged her.

Be felt incredibly awkward as her mother embraced her. It had been many years since she had been in her mother’s arms, thest time being when she was about to leave for the capital to pursue her studies.

Natalie’s eerie cry shattered the room’s silence once more, intensifying the atmosphere of sadness. After a few seconds, she embraced her daughter and began to speak through her tears.

"Oh, Be, my daughter." Natalie took a deep breath before continuing, "I will do it. I’m willing to undergo chemotherapy. We can call my doctor now to let her know. Please, don’t prevent me from meeting my grandson and son-inw. I want to meet them..."

Be’s smile slowly spread across her lips when she heard her mother finally give in.

"Okay, I won’t stop you from meeting my son and husband. But Mom, can you let me go now? I can’t talk if you hug me this tightly."

After Be helped her mother sitfortably while leaning against the head of the bed, she also sat on the edge of the bed. But, just as she was about to speak, Natalie stopped her.

"Daughter, let me call my doctor first," Natalie said, taking a bell hanging near her bed. But before she pressed the bell to call a nurse on duty, Be stopped her.

"Mom, you don’t need to do that. I’ve already met with your doctor, Aunt Angie. I asked her to arrange everything for your treatment," Be exined, smiling at her mother, who was gasping in surprise.

Be continued, "We will fly to the capital tomorrow. Because S International Hospital’s cancer facility is in the capital, not here..."

"So, you already know everything about me through your Aunt Angie..." Natalie feels foolish to try to hide anything from her daughter. That silly Angie must have told Be everything about her illness and what had happened to her recently.

"Yes. Mom, about how father tortured youst night..." Be’s voice shook, imagining her father hitting her mother. "I will make sure he gets his punishment!"

When Be saw her mother’s frightened expression, her heart ached. Now she understood what Aunty Angie was trying to tell her — that her mother’s mental state was not stable. She was traumatized by the abuse she received from her father.

"Mom..." Be’s gentle tone pulled Natalie out of her fright, her eyes no longer shaking as she looked at her daughter.

"From now on, you will stay with me in the capital. Don’t worry about my evil father anymore. I will help you file for divorce from him..." Be continued.

Natalie was surprised to hear that. Instantly, she felt like the chains that shackled her heart were breaking. She was so happy to hear that she finally had a future, the opportunity to heal, and a family who would care for and love her.