Mark's POV
I arrived at London Dockland Hospital, alongside Tracia. "Thanks so much, Mr. Mark. You are such a good, handsome man." She said in a low tone, A wave of emotions washed over her chubby face.
"It's a great pleasure, Mam." I responded, as my heart sank into deep worries as we both walked towards the reception, with only one thing reeling in my mind, "I need to see my mom before it's too late," I whispered to myself, my eyes glued with a pretentious smile.
I stepped to ask for my mom's ward; meanwhile, Tracia kept on dialing her sister's number continuously, even before we arrived. "Where could she have dropped her phone?" She asked in a low tone, my gaze fixed on her worried pale face.
"I hope no problem," I asked, as I noticed she's unrest since her sister hasn't picked up t
