Chapter 1251


    As soon as the doctor left, Kirsten wailed with watering eyes and a running nose.


    Eileen said, "Don''t cry. You make me nervous."


    Kirsten answered, "I don''t want to cry, but I can''t control myself. How can it be cancer? What are


    you going to do? Everyone said good things happen to good people. That''s bullshit! Good people


    are being bullied, while bad guys get their way!"


    "Now, now, don’t cry. What if Brades i n?"


    Only then did Kirsten stop sobbing.


    "Does Brad know it?"


    Eileen shook her head. "No. 1 haven''t told him."


    Kirsten’s mind was in a whirl. "What about Luke?"


    Eileen fell silent.


    Seeing her expression, Kirsten understood. "He doesn''t know it either?"


    "No."


    "Tell him. He''s your husband. Besides, Luke is powerful in Lanechett. Maybe he can help you get


    the best treatment."


    Eileen replied, "He hates me. Even if I die i n front of him, he''ll be indifferent.”


    Kirsten didn''t believe it. "You haven''t even tried it. How can you be so sure?"


    "I''ve been married to him for eight years, Kirsten. No one knows him better than me.” Kirsten was


    speechless.


    "Yesterday he and I were supposed to go to the Civil Registry Office to get a divorce, so I asked you


    to look after Brad," Eileen said calmly.


    Kirsten was shocked, unable to react.


    She came out of her trance after a while, saying in a huff, "Just divorce him! I''ve detested that jerk


    for a long time!"


    Eileen didn''t speak.


    Her face was gloomy and unreadable.


    Outside the ward.


    Worried about Eileen, Brad only slept for half an hour.


    He rubbed his eyes, walking towards the ward.


    As soon as he walked around the corner, he saw a tall and familiar figure.


    "Dad!" He eximed in delight.


    Luke turned around.


    Brad ran over, looking up. "Dad, are you here to see Mom?”


    Luke raised his eyebrows, replying with an emotionless grunt.


    Brad was always sensitive, especially good at reading people''s faces.


    He could see the perfunctory look in Luke''s eyes.


    Brad''s small body tensed up as he bit his lip, asking tentatively, "Dad, are you here to divorce


    Mom?"


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    "Did she tell you that?" Luke asked.


    Brad was smart enough to know he was right from Luke''s question.


    "Dad, can you not divorce Mom?” His eyes were bright with tears welling up in them.


    After all, he was Luke’s son. They had the same blood.


    Luke''s heart was softened, uncharacteristically stroking his head. "It i s a matter for adults. You don''t


    understand."


    Brad was anxious. "Dad, Mom is very gentle and good at cooking. She''s the best mom in the


    world!"


    "She is yours, not mine. Understand?" Luke said mercilessly.


    Wiping his tears, Brad choked out, "Dad, what should I do so that you won''t divorce Mom?"


    Luke didn''t answer.


    The next moment he heard a bump.


    Brad slumped to his knees, his small back straight.


    "Dad, please. I beg you. Don''t divorce Mom. She''s so pathetic."


    In the corridor, people came and went.


    Seeing this, they all stopped to rubber-neck.


    "Scram!" Luke roared.


    The crowd scattered and stood far away, discussing.


    Luke''s face clouded over as he stared at Brad. "Stand up!"