Dr. Ryan’s POV
"That was Delia, wasn't it, Ma?" I asked to confirm. I hurried over to Mama after seeing her finish a video call with someone.
"What do you think?" Mama asked back instead. Her eyes stared back at me intently.
"Ma, please... I’m serious." I pleaded, my voice softening.
Mama chuckled softly instead while stroking my hair.
"Do you really love her?" I was taken aback by Mama's question. There was no anger in her expression. Her tone was gentle.
I nodded in agreement.
"Wait until her waiting period is over, then approach her."
"W-what did you say, Ma?" I repeated. I didn't want to mishear. Mama's voice sounded soft and small in my ears.
"Can't repeat it, go on! Mama wants to sleep," she replied, then got up from her seat.
"Ma." I held her hand tightly, preventing her f
