Chapter 29


    Chapter 29 Dad Is Preparing for Discharge


    My mother shook her head, looking somewhat nervous. “Is there anything else?”


    I smiled and reassured her. “No, I was just asking.”


    Was Moore really so desperate that she nned to use our parents to pressure me?


    The door to the emergency room opened, and the doctor came out to call for family members.


    My mother rushed forward, and I followed behind her. The doctor looked at us and said, “The patient’s


    condition is temporarily stable for now, but his illness has significantly worsened. He’s at risk of dying at


    any time. Spending time with family members should be prioritized now.”


    My mother’s face turned pale. She nodded and asked with a choked voice, “Doctor, he often suffers


    unbearable pain at night. Is there any way to relieve it?”


    The doctor shook his head. “The patient’s organs are gradually failing. All we can do now is make sure


    he lives his final days out happy. Don’t let him get agitated, otherwise…”


    The implication was clear.


    My mother pressed her l*ps together, her tears falling silently. For a moment, I felt dazed and mumbled,


    “How did he get so seriously ill?”


    Looking at me, my mother choked back tears. “He noticed something was wrong with his health a year


    ago. But you know how stubborn he is. No matter how much I urged him, he wouldn’te to the


    hospital for a check–up. If he hadn’t fainted from pain at home thest time, we wouldn’t have


    discovered his illness. During his time in the hospital, he’s been waking up from sleep due to his pain


    every day, but he didn’t want me or you to know about it. Yvette, please stop fighting with your dad.


    Let’s keep himpany during his remaining days, alright?”


    I pressed my l*ps together, feeling a lump in my throat, and nodded at my mother’s sorrowful gaze.


    Inside the ward, Kane took a long time to wake up. He looked much more haggard than thest time I


    saw him. His face was sunken, looking like a skeleton with ayer of skin stretched over him.


    Seeing him wake up, my mother immediately started talking to him. Most of it was nags and reminders.


    He shifted his gaze to me, who was standing at the side. He now looked much older and weaker


    compared to his stem, cold demeanor thest time he saw me.


    “Come here.” He spoke to me, then looked at my mother and said, “Leave for a bit. I want to talk to


    Yvette for a moment.” My mother, fearing that we would argue as we had in the past, looked at me


    apprehensively. Kane frowned, his deepening. “Get out!”


    His sternness frightened my mother, who did not dare stay any longer and silently left the ward.


    It was now just him and me in the ward.


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    is voice


    Looking at him, I found a ce to sit down and said, “You should be kinder to Mom.” For all these


    years, he seemed to givemands to my mother like a king, and she had always been submissive.


    “Hmph.” He snorted coldly, looking at me. “It’s still not your ce to lecture me.”


    I pressed my l*ps together, took a deep breath, and thought that since he did not have much time left, I


    might as well not argue with him. I said, “So, what did you want to talk to me about?”


    He took a few moments to catch his breath before looking at me and asking, “How does Madam Young


    n to handle the events of five years ago?”


    I answered truthfully, “She wants me to divorce Idris, but not now, a year from now. Also, she won’t


    make life difficult for Scott Corporation or you anymore.”


    He frowned. “A yearter? Why?”


    Chapter 29 Dad Is Preparing for Discharge


    “I’m pregnant,” I said, fiddling with the phone in my hand.


    He paused, clearly surprised, and after a moment asked incredulously, “You’re pregnant?”


    I nodded, my gaze calm. “Yes.”


    He finally fellpletely silent. The ward was quiet for a while before he suddenly spoke, “Come to


    pick me up for discharge


    tomorrow.”


    “Discharge?” I frowned, immediately objecting. “You’re in no condition to be discharged.”


    He seemed not to care about my objection and simply said, “I know my b*dy. You just need toe


    pick me up and inform the executives and shareholders of Scott Corporation toe to the office


    tomorrow afternoon.”


    “Scott Corporation is doing fine right now. You should focus on getting better,” I said, looking at him.


    Given his curs


    condition, leaving the hospital could be dangerous. Something could happen to him at any time.


    He looked at me, and whether it was due to his illness or not, his gazecked its previous coldness and


    disdain. Instead, there was a touch of resignation. “Yvette, if I don’t go to thepany now, I’ll never


    get another chance again. Listen to me. Let me go, so I can settle everything. Scott Corporation is the


    culmination of my life’s work. I want to make sure it’s in good hands so I can leave in peace.”