After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Chapter 844

Upon hearing her voice, everyone in the hospital room couldn't help but feel their hearts tighten. Since Mrs. Wright fell ill, Cody couldn't eat, sleep or work properly.

"What's wrong Sylvia?" he asked impatiently.

Sylvia squinted her eyes slightly and furrowed her brows. "We used detoxifying drugs yesterday and she has been receiving intravenous therapy since then. Her condition was already improving but this morning all indicators showed that it had become even more severe again. It's like all of yesterday's treatment was wasted."

How could the symptoms worsen after the medication was administered? And this Abrus precatorius poison wasn't a deadly toxin that would cause relapse after taking medicine; it would not make the patient's condition worse either.

"There must be a reason for this," Franklin said suspiciously.

The attending physician wiped off his sweat nervously from his forehead; he knew that he couldn't escape responsibility for worsening Mrs. Wright's condition.

He quickly took out the prescription. "Dr. Sylvia, take a look at these medications I prescribed to Mrs. Wright along with all of the fluids we gave her - they were all detoxifying agents and diuretics... so how could her condition have worsened?"

It really wasn't his fault! He did everything right!

Sylvia examined both yesterday's medication given to Mrs. Wright as well as what was currently being given to her now through IVs. "There's nothing wrong with the medication... so what is causing this?" She too found it strange because there were no Abrus precatoriuss or sources of toxins in hospitals so why did things get worse?

Mrs. Wright lay on the bed suffering from this poison which made her face lose its luster within just a few days; she looked several years older than before.

Her mind kept flashing countless images - past and present - until she could hardly distinguish between dreams and reality anymore. She dreamed of herself when young in one moment only to wake up feeling old beyond measure in another moment.

"Monica, why are you always so strong-willed? You're a genius at everything, and Tiana and I are just dumb in comparison," two girls stood by her side. One of them was a beautiful girl with long flowing hair and two sharp little teeth when she smiled. "Ugh! I don't want to be stronger than anyone else. How will I protect you guys if that's the case?"

"Just you? With your skinny body, forget it," Tiana couldn't help but tease the long-haired girl. "You need to know martial arts or something." The long-haired girl sighed, "My biggest regret is not learning martial arts; otherwise, I would have been like a female warrior - so cool!"

"As girls working in society or studying at school, we always feel like boys get more attention than us. But not me! I want to show the world that whatever boys can do, we can do too!" The girl tilted her head slightly as she looked up at the bright sun.

Her voice rang out crisply.

tears streamed down her

a shift

them with weary eyes; life had already worn her down into

know who my child's father is; marrying Otto is my only

just pretend like you never had me as

lost all ambition for life before asking. "What happened to your grand aspirations from

of his mistake... So... this

scenery – an oppressive black funeral hall appeared

Monica's memorial tablet while crying out loud. "Monica!" Tiana hugged another one beside hers -

could both mother and daughter die

Mrs. Wright let out

her unconscious state, she seemed to be experiencing excruciating

along with everyone else in the room, were startled by her

Wright. "Honey, honey, don't be afraid. Did you

weakly curled up in his arms with closed eyes

need

room again; it seemed necessary to investigate this ward

Jenna and Vita walked in

wore a white coat with matching boots while carrying a thermos filled with food. A white fur collar adorned her coat that complemented her

fruits while wearing a pink down jacket paired with black dress underneath - all purchased for her by Mrs. Wright

Mrs. Wright doing?" Jenna walked over to Brayden's side and placed the thermos down before

tightly embrace Mrs. Wright broke Jenna's heart

not optimistic," Brayden held onto Jenna's hand sorrowfully

Jenna frowned feeling

like an outsider who didn't

gently speaking up, "Miss Shepherd woke up early today specifically making chicken soup for Mrs. Wright. Let me serve

she walked towards the table, opening up the thermos, taking one bowlful of soup and intending on bringing it closer towards Mrs. Wright. But suddenly she lost balance, and the soup spilled onto the floor instead! Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ (F)indNƟvᴇl.ɴet website