132. Urge to Get Married 2

Andrew lifted the vanity table chair and placed it carefully on the bedside. He sat down, scrutinizing everything about the woman in front of him with teary eyes. The once black hair was no longer the same; the woman's firm skin showed signs of aging as an indication that she was entering the twilight of her life. Feelings of guilt crept into Andrew's heart as he recalled their conversation a month ago about her desire to see him get married. If he had been indifferent to the seemingly unimportant discussion at that time, now it was undoubtedly different. If getting married could make his mother happy, Andrew would do it.

With hesitation, Andrew reached out, stroking the long hair now almost dominated by white.

"Andrew?" murmured Melinda with her eyes still closed. Due to the influence of the medicine she had taken, Melinda felt a heavy drowsiness.

"I'm home, Ma," Andrew replied, successfully making Melinda open her eyes forcibly.

Now, she looked at Andrew with a smile. Melinda held A