Raphael would remember that number until his dying breath.

Witnessing this, Raphael was struck with shock, his voice quivering.

"Mom..."

Kiley was too weak to speak.

Her lips moved as she gazed sadly at Raphael. It was clear she was dying. The doctor, knowing the rumors about Raphael and Olivia, comforted him with a pat on the shoulder and said, “Just try!"

"Perhaps she'll agree to come."

Kiley's eyes brightened upon hearing the doctor's words.

“Alright, I'll call her! Hang in there, Mom."

With one hand holding Kiley's, Raphael took out his phone. Despite her weakened state, Kiley tried to pull her hand away, fearing she might stain Raphael's hand with blood.

Sensing her resistance, Raphael tightened his hold.

He then dialed Olivia's number. After a few rings, she answered.

The situation was urgent, so Raphael didn't waste time.

He spoke in a hushed tone. "Olivia, my mother's been in a serious car accident. She wishes to see you and Leyla. Can you come?"

Olivia was shocked to hear that.

Raphael understood that Olivia didn't really want to, especially with Layla involved, so he pleaded, "Please! The doctor said she doesn't have much time left. I'm begging you, Olivia."

When they were younger, they were once in love, but later they had to separate due to a feud between their families.

Now it seemed they had become nothing but strangers.

Without hesitation, Olivia agreed.

After giving her the hospital's address, Raphael ended the call and then leaned in to embrace Kiley in his arms.

People often said that those who were dying felt a coldness throughout their bodies, as they were aware that their time was coming to an end.

With a raspy voice, he whispered to Kiley, "Mom, Olivia will be here soon. Hang in there!"

A faint smile graced Kiley's lips.

It seemed she gained a sudden surge of strength upon hearing Raphael's words.

As the ambulance raced toward the hospital, Kiley gazed at Raphael, her eyes filled with sorrow. It was her final breath before passing.