Chapter 952 The Last Night


    Chapter 952 The Last Night


    Kerry''s words were straightforward. Catherine could tell she must have been confused for a long time.


    Catherine smiled bitterly. Actually, she had felt frustrated in the past few weeks.


    No one could listen to her. Kerry might be the only trustworthy one as she stayed in the vi.


    Therefore, Catherine opened her heart to Kerry in the loneliness. "That''s just one reason but not the


    major one."


    Kerry asked, "What''s the major reason, then?"


    The topic raised a pang in Catherine''s heart. She exined, "If I got rid of this baby, I would never be a


    mother again. I would never get pregnant for the rest of my life."


    Kerry felt sorry for her, wondering if she had struggled hard after getting pregnant.


    "Kerry, before I go to jail, I''ll leave my baby to you," Catherine said helplessly, stroking her belly gently,


    "I''ll give you enough money."


    Then she looked around the vi and added, "Why don''t you stay here without moving out? The vi


    will transfer to your name. Please help me raise my baby."


    Kerry didn''t reply as she knew Ivan would have the final say about the baby, and she couldn''t do


    anything.


    However, Catherine still hadn''t known the rtionship between Kerry and Ivan.


    "Why?" Catherine was worried as Kerry didn''t respond. "Are you unwilling to help me?"


    "I''m willing to help you," Kerry hurriedly consoled her, "You should rest well. Adjust your mood. Then


    your baby will be healthy."


    "Ivan Marsh won''t let go of me," Catherine muttered, curling her lips into a smile.


    She said in self-mockery, "He must hate me to the core. He wishes I could go to jail immediately."


    Kerry knew love depended on fate.


    Since Catherine had no fate with Ivan, she shouldn''t be persistent. That was why Catherine had been


    hurt.


    In a hospital ward.


    Eloise had been lying on the bed for ten days. Her attending doctor checked up on her every day.


    Her status worsened gradually, and she was not allowed to get off bed or go out.


    She also had lost a lot of weight but was still persistent.


    "Finnley still hasn''te..." Eloise muttered.


    Her weak voice was full of despair, and she repeated the line the most every day.


    Meanwhile, she sounded expectant, and the light gradually dimmed in her eyes. Sometimes, she


    repeated it while closing her eyes.


    Watching the scene, Pierre and Madeline felt sharp pangs in their hearts.


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    Pierre followed the attending doctor out of the ward. "How''s my daughter doing? How long will she


    have?" As a father, he felt his heart was broken while asking such questions.


    "I wonder if she could pass tonight," the doctor answered honestly, shaking his head. "It was toote


    when the cancer was detected. Therefore, one should have the health check annually."


    Pierre returned to the ward, staring at his daughter on the bed in anger and despair.


    "Mom... I want some water..." Eloise finally changed her words.


    Madeline immediately poured some water for her. "OK. OK. Here you go."


    In another ward.


    Finnley and Mya watched Shirley. Her attending doctor had just checked up on her. Shirley recovered


    well. It was wonderful that she had woken up.


    Pa also arrived with some food. She insisted that dishes sold in the restaurants are not healthy.


    After dinner, Shirley looked at her daughter and son-inw and said, "Why don''t you go back to visit Mr.


    and Mrs. Russell? Don''t watch me here. You''ve just got married, so you should go home often."


    "It''s alright, Mom. We''ll stay here with you." Finnley munched a piece of mushroom. Currently, he


    entirely focused on taking care of Shirley.


    Mya echoed, "Don''t worry about us, Mom. You should rest well. My parents-inw are open-minded.


    They''ll understand us."


    "I disagree. You should be polite," Shirley insisted, "I''ve woken up. Besides, Pa can take care of me.


    Don''t worry. Go back and stay overnight. You cane to check on me tomorrow."


    "Mom..."


    "All right. I''m still lying on the bed. Do you have the heart to make me speak?" Shirley stared at Mya.


    "Speaking too much will also waste my energy. Go ahead. Be good."