Chapter 1250


    Outside the Civil Registry Office.


    A ck luxury car was parked at the roadside. Luke sat in the driver''s seat with a cigarette in his


    mouth.


    Bretton sat in the back seat.


    "What time is it?" Luke asked.


    Bretton raised his hand, looked at his watch, and said, "Five past three."


    The next second, Luke said coldly, "Where i s Eileen? Don''t you want yourwyer''s license?"


    Bretton trembled.


    He tried to exin carefully, "I called Mrs. Bennington this morning and specially asked her toe


    here at 3 p.m. She has already agreed."


    Luke sneered, "How can you believe her words?"


    "What?"


    Bretton froze.


    Luke put out his cigarette with a stern face, as if something terrible was about to happen.


    Bretton didn''t dare to make a sound but took out his phone and called Eileen.


    He called her several times but she didn''t answer it.


    He wiped away the sweat on his forehead, feeling scared to death.


    After all, Luke''s face was getting sterner and sterner.


    In the hospital.


    When Eileen opened her eyes, she saw white ceilings.


    The sheet and the walls were also blindingly white.


    At this time, Kirsten pushed open the door and walked in, "Are you okay?"


    "Why am I in the hospital?"


    "You fainted downstairs in my neighborhood yesterday. Brad and I called a n ambnce and took


    you to the hospital."


    Eileen asked, "Where''s Brad? "


    "He apanied you all night and is sleeping now. I took him to another room." "What?" Eileen


    frowned and took out her phone in a hurry.


    Sure enough, there were 108 missed calls o n her phone screen.


    Ny of them were from Bretton, while others were from Luke.


    Eileen was ready to call back when the doctor came in.


    The doctor said directly with aplex expression on his face, "You are in poor health. Your


    stomach cancer cells are spreading. I suggest you be hospitalized for treatment."


    Kirsten shouted in shock, "Stomach cancer? Are you sure? She is just too thin and malnourished.


    You must have misdiagnosed!"


    The doctor didn''t say anything but handed her Eileen’s medical records.


    Kirsten looked through them.


    The next second, her knees became weak.


    Luckily, she held onto the wall in time, so she didn''t fall to the ground.


    "Eileen, what’s going on? Have you already known that?" Kirsten''s voice trembled.


    Eileen tugged upon her arm gently, "Keep your voice down. Don’t scare others."


    Kirsten widened her eyes and gritted her teeth, "Eileen! How can you be so calm? Why do you hide


    this from me? How long have you been hiding it from me?"


    "I just found it out not long ago. I don’t want to hide it from you. But I don''t have time to tell you


    about it."


    "You..." Kirsten was so angry that she didn’t know what to say.


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    The next second, her tears seemed to be a heavy rain, running down her face.


    Eileen took her hand, patted it lightly, and said to the doctor, "It’s okay. Please go ahead."


    The doctor straightened his sses, "If you don’t receive treatment, you won''t live long.


    Hearing that, Kirsten gripped the wall tightly and said, "How long will she be alive?”


    "A few months. Six months at most."


    Suddenly, Kirsten sat down on the ground.


    The doctor sighed softly, "Think about it." "Okay."