GoodNovelChapter 482 But She Didn't Care, There were too Many Tears.
She didn't know how she got back to Ashbourne Manor.
When she lay on the bed, her tears kept flowing, wetting the pillow beneath her as her body slightly convulsed. Her hand tightly grasped the bedsheet, and she bit her lip hard, not letting any sob escape. Fiona knocked on the door.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Miss Fair, I've made ssoup for you. You should have some," Fiona said.
She didn't know what had happened; she just noticed that Selena had looked pale these past few days, as if she were sleep-deprived.
Still lying on the bed, clenching her teeth, Selena quickly composed herself upon hearing Fiona. "Fiona, I'm not hungry." Fiona thought she was just in a bad mood and sighed. "I'll keep the soup warm. You can have it later if you want a late-night snack." "Okay," Selena replied, feeling her throat go sore with every breath.
She lay there for a while, then her thoughts drifted to a certain letter and a certain ring. She carefully took out the box, reading the letter while crying.
The letter got wet in her hands, but she didn't care, there were too many tears. She cried herself to sleep.
At midnight, she suddenly felt a churn in her stomach and woke up to vomit. Her stomach was hurting terribly. She fumbled for a stomach pill, popped it in her mouth, chewed it, then took a melatonin to help her sleep and lay back down on the bed.
Her phone rang, pulling her out of her drowsy state. It was Shelley calling her. Shelley was also at the hospital at the moment.
Philip's cousin's condition had suddenly worsened, but she didn't want to have surgery. Any surgery carried risks, especially brain surgery, which was the riskiest. Joanna was worried about the operation failing.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThe patient had been resuscitated tonight, but she was not in a good mood. Shelley brought a bouquet of flowers to see her and learned the cousin's name, Joanna. It was a beautiful name, and she was very delicate and pretty. Shelley was stunningly beautiful, with fair and healthy skin. You could easily call her the epitof radiant beauty. So, seeing such a frail girl made her heart ache with pity.
She had just arrived with Philip, who was asking the doctor when the surgery could be performed. The doctor was somewhat helpless, "The patient has to agree." "I'll persuade her. I am her..." He paused. "I am her cousin. She only hasas a relative now; her parents are no longer here." "But she has to agree. There are many procedures before surgery, and she needs to calm down." "I'll persuade her." At this moment, Shelley quietly called Selena and explained, "I told him that it was because of you that I was able to invite this international expert. Don't let it slip, Selena, did you hear me?" Selena, with a dizzy head from crying, quickly responded, "Mm-hmm." Shelley frowned, "You sound hoarse; have you caught a cold?" "No." "What's wrong then? If you're not feeling well, I'll cover to see you right away." Selena was silent for half a minute before she softly said, "I just... I miss my mom." For sreason, Shelley felt a stab in her heart. She knew the her family situation was heartbreaking.
Selena had been very independent since she was a child. She would quietly sit aside while a group of middle- aged men were joking around, as if she had been paused.
Shelley had known Selena for a long time, but they becfriends in college. Shelley didn't study painting, after all, she would have to take over the Harper Family business in the future. She felt great sorrow as she listened to Selena's heart-wrenching tone. "Why don't I accompany you to visit your mom's grave? She might miss you."
Selena's tears started to flow again, but she suppressed her trembling voice. "No need was just joking. I just cback from Ridgefield. Shelley, you go ahead." But Shelley still felt uneasy, "If anything happens, remember to tell me." "Mm-hmm."
Selena hung up the phone and buried herself in the pillow again. She had been in the sposition for tobn long, causing her neck to ache. But En she didn't want to change positions; she was holding onto a corner of the blanket as if that would make her feel a little warmer. She fell asleep again.
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