"You're finally here to see me. I thought my husband was going to leave me to fend for myself," Joyce said mockingly."Hayden is sick. He needs a blood transfusion again. He's done it once with blood of the same type from the blood bank, but it didn't work out so well. The doctor said it would be best if the parents could supply the blood," Harry said with a weary look on his face.Hayden required a blood transfusion due to his sudden illness. Unfortunately, Harry's blood type was A, which was incompatible with Hayden's blood type B, so the only one who could help was Joyce.However, Joyce refused. "What? You're only here because you need my blood. If you don't, you'll never show up, will you?"Harry did not answer and gave her a cold look.Joyce snorted. "Harry, seriously? Aren't you the one who needs my help now? Can't you even make up a story and speak to me?""You're Hayden's mother," Harry said, his tone cold and indifferent. It was almost like a reminder to her, telling her
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