Harry's words were getting more and more upsetting but Amos did not seem to care at all.
However, his silhouette looked so lonely from behind. He had always said that he could not be bothered about the Old Master, but in actual fact, he had always cared about him deep down. However, he had never expressed it.
That was how Amos was. No matter how much he had suffered, he would rather choose to keep it all to himself.
Yet, most of the time, the person who kept everything to himself was the one who suffered the most.
Harry was still scolding him but Amos had already turned around. "Uncle, I know that you have nothing to do at home right now and you have no place to vent your anger. However, this is a hospital and I hope that you can be quieter."
Harry hated staying at home. He could only
