Scarlett Yates was startled, "Grandpa, how can you say that? He... after all, he's your son-in-law."
"What did I say? I'm just telling the truth. Do you think I wish he were dead? You're a nurse, you've surely seen a vegetative state. Do you think it's better to be like that for a lifetime, or is it better to die early for relief?"
Scarlett felt a bit distressed inside.
If someone like Roy Saxon were to be in a vegetative state for life, he himself might wish for death to be freed from it.
"It won't be like that forever, as long as there's an antidote…"
"Antidote? Do you think that little bastard will give it? If you think about it, he brought that kind of woman to the Saxon Family of his own accord. I had told him back then that he shouldn't marry a woman with the surname Ding, but he didn't listen. He thought I was stopping him from remarrying because of Naomi. If it weren't for Matthew, even if he married a beggar, I wouldn't care."
