Monica choked and sobbed.
The memories of her father accompanying her in the past played in her mind like a movie.
Her father's happiness, anger, and many other things… seemed like yesterday, but they were years ago.
"Dad, wake up." Monica held his hand and called out to him over and over again, "Dad, I beg you to wake up. If you wake up, I'll do anything you want. Haven't you always wanted me to go to work? I promise you that as long as you wake up, I'll go to the company to work and learn. I'll help you manage the company well, and I won't let you work so hard anymore. I'll be very obedient in the future, okay?"
