A Fake Heiress’s Guide to Love and Power novel Chapter 389

The moment Vera got the news, she took emergency leave and caught the next flight home overnight, not even bothering to pack a bag.

“Vera, sweetheart, don’t panic. Your mom’s stable now. The anesthesia hasn’t worn off yet, so she’s still asleep. Just… you need to be strong, okay? The doctors say she might…”

Mae’s words trailed off, and just as Vera’s heart had begun to settle, it clenched with fresh anxiety.

“Mae, what about my mom? What did the doctors say?”

“They said, aside from some cuts and bruises, most of it’s superficial. But… she fell down the stairs, hurt her leg badly. She might have to use a wheelchair from now on.”

Vera’s eyes widened. Her knees buckled, and she nearly collapsed, but Mae rushed forward and caught her just in time.

“Oh honey, are you alright?”

“I’m fine, Mae… really…” Vera’s eyes were unfocused as Mae gently helped

her into a chair.

“Try not to worry too much. The hospital here just doesn’t have the equipment they do in the city. You work in the city, right? Once your mom’s a little better, bring her there. Maybe there’ll be better treatment

options.”

“Yeah, okay.” Vera nodded, barely registering Mae’s words.

“Oh, and Mae–thank you. How much did the hospital bill come to? I’ll pay you back.”

Vera pulled out her phone, but Mae quickly pushed it away.

“No rush, no rush. You need to rest. You’ve been up all night, haven’t you?

Let me get you something to eat first. Your mom’s just resting in the

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room–go see her, okay?”

Mae’s brow creased in concern, her eyes full of sympathy.

She knew the situation with Vera and her mother. But it was family business, and as an outsider, there wasn’t much she could do except offer a helping hand now. The rest was up to them.

Vera gave Mae a grateful look, but still dug out the last few bills she had in her wallet and pressed them into Mae’s hand. Mae protested, but Vera’s stubbornness prevailed, and Mae finally relented.

After Mae left, Vera stared at the stark white hospital wall for a long while before finally rising and pushing open the door to her mother’s hospital

room.

Carla wasn’t the only patient in there; other families were gathered around their loved ones. Everyone wore the same numb expression, keeping to themselves. They barely glanced at Vera as she entered.

Vera scanned the room, and at last, on a bed in the far corner, she spotted

her mother.

Carla’s head was wrapped in gauze, her face still swollen and bruised. Her thin arms were marked with purple splotches where the IV had been. Her eyes were tightly shut, and only the steady beep of the monitors confirmed she was still alive.

Vera’s lips trembled as she sat by her mother’s bedside, gently taking

Carla’s hand in hers.

“Mom, it’s me. I’m back. I’m so sorry… I’m sorry I wasn’t there for you. I’m sorry this happened…”

She pressed Carla’s hand to her forehead, her voice trembling, barely more than a whisper. Tears spilled over, dropping one by one onto the crisp white blanket.

“Vera…” In a haze, she heard her mother’s voice–faint, but unmistakable.

“Mom! Mom, can you hear me? It’s me, Vera–I’m here, I’m right here!” Vera hastily wiped her tears, pressed the call button, and leaned closer.

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“Vera…” Whether Carla was dreaming or half–awake, her eyes remained closed, and she only murmured her daughter’s name.

Vera answered her over and over, struggling to hold back her tears, afraid her mother would see how broken she really was.

The nurses and doctor arrived quickly, checked Carla over, and reassured Vera that everything was stable. They left her with a list of instructions, and Vera nodded, committing every word to memory, terrified of missing a single thing.