Transmigration: I Have Storage Space in the Apocalypse

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"I..." Lin Caixia quickly shook her head in shame.

"Don’t cry, wife. I’m not scolding you, it’s just that Mom’s health is really not good. As her son and daughter-in-law, we can’t be by her side to take care of her. We both feel guilty. Everything else can be discussed, but hearing my mother-in-law speak ill of my mom makes me feel terrible—"

Lin Caixia was stunned for a moment, feeling her husband suddenly gripping her shoulders tightly, filled with immense shame—she had spoken thoughtlessly before, merely venting her own dissatisfaction, which ended up hurting her husband’s feelings!

Xie Jinggang forcefully covered his face with his large hand, looking down at his wife’s bewildered expression, his voice hoarse with painful murmurs: "Wife, that is my own mother, she’s old—she fell ill and has been in the hospital for so many days, and I haven’t visited her once!"

The distance is one thing, having a wife who just had a baby and needs postpartum care is another, but he is also a son, and not fulfilling his duty to care for his elderly mother is his fault!

"Whoo~~I’m sorry."

Hearing Xie Jinggang’s self-reproaching words, Lin Caixia buried her head in her husband’s shoulder, softly sobbing and apologizing.

Their baby, held in her arms, made an uncomfortable whine "whoo", slightly moving his little body, causing Lin Caixia to come back to her senses, gently rocking to soothe him.

She silently shed tears, and to be honest, she indeed harbored some resentment towards her mother-in-law.