NovelPdfChapter 1397
"Her condition is very severe. Even if she undergoes surgery now, she'll most likely be bedridden for the rest of
her life."
When it cto his mother, Quincy could only think, "she brought this on herself".
In the beginning, Lydia had treated her so well, always considerate and caring, visiting her regularly and even
making various nutritious soups. If his mother hadn't created so much trouble, the family would be happy
together, eagerly awaiting the arrival of a new life. But life would not work on "what ifs"; only actions and
consequences. Lydia was silent for a long time. "How did it cto this?"
Back when they were still married, Mrs. Perez's health had seemed fine. She looked perfectly healthy. How did
things deteriorate so quickly?
"She's been faking her illness for ages, but now she's genuinely sick, and her condition has worsened fast. She's
missed the best treatment window," Quincy explained briefly.
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Lydia nearly blurted out "serves her right," but held her tongue, remembering that Mrs. Perez was still Quincy's
mother. After the call, Lydia stayed in her room, thinking over everything. Mrs. Perez was barely hanging on.
Even if she still wanted to meddle in their relationship, she didn't have the strength to do it anymore.
In this situation, did she still want a divorce?
Lydia didn't know.
She was still deep in thought when she heard voices outside. She opened her window and saw Eugene talking to
her mother.
"We've already made ourselves clear. There's no need for us to stay in touch. Why are you here again?" Mrs.
Fay's tone held a hint of displeasure.
The evidence was all laid out. Why couldn't Eugene let it go? Did he think that a few sweet words would make a
mother hand her daughter over to ruin? Absolutely not.
"Mrs. Fay, | know you don't approve ofbeing with Lydia, and | don't expect you to. | just cto retrieve the
things | left here before," Eugene said, keeping his tone humble.
He lowered his head slightly, and from this angle, Mrs. Fay couldn't see the resentment in his eyes. She nodded,
Alright, cin withand collect your things. I've packed everything. None of it's been touched."
They weren't selling off their daughter, nor were they in need of his gifts. Since he and Lydia weren't going to be
together, it was best make a clean break and return
over. If it
everything he had brought bet was unopened, it would ack
untouched. If used, they would
reimburse him.
The more Mrs. Fay insisted on a clean break, the more it fueled Eugene's resentment. They wanted to draw a
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Once inside, Eugene didn't leave right away. Instead, he tried one last plea with Mrs. Fay. "I'd like to take you all
out for dinner tonight, just a final meal to say goodbye."
"There's no need for that," Mrs. Fay replied politely. "Besides, | watch my figure and usually skip dinner."
Eugene wasn't ready to give up,
continuing to coax. "It's just one meal, and we can meet somewhere outside. Letsee Lydia one last time.
promise that after this, KI delete her contact information and won't cby again."
"My mom's been clear. There's no need for this." Lydia cdownstairs, her tone firm.
There were things her mother hesitated to say, but she didn't. With someone like Eugene, the more polite you
were, the more he would push.
He would claim this was the last meal, but she knew he would just find another excuse to keep coming back if
she gave in now.
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