Chapter 295: Chapter 295: Who Lost First Chapter 295: Chapter 295: Who Lost First If the pain must exist, then let it be even more profound. If Cherish Turner truly must hate him, then may she hate him even more. Only by confronting death can one have a chance to live again.

After sitting by the bed for a while, William Griffith left. On leaving, he instructed Mother Goodman to take good care of her and not to mention that he had kept watch over her by her bedside.

Mother Goodman did not understand Mr. Griffith’s thoughts. It was clear that he couldn’t let go, that he was reluctant, so why persist in being so stubborn?

William Griffith didn’t say a word, he just left quietly. Mother Goodman watched his lonely figure depart and sighed.

By the time Cherish Turner woke up, examining her surroundings with emotionless eyes, all she saw was Mother Goodman. Her gaze instantly filled with disappointment.

“Where’s William Griffith? Is he not here?”

Mother Goodman hesitated but ultimately replied as Mr. Griffith had instructed, “Mr. Griffith said he was busy at work and couldn’t make it, but he did say that I should take good care of you, Miss.”

same manner she cared

like this, your health will be in jeopardy! Miss

to go for a walk? If you eat something, we can accompany you to the back garden for a

Turner, can you say

“…”

her. She was as silent as the air

past, his attitude was obvious. She knew there were

at the intravenous drip

Let

sitting alone in front of the floor-to-ceiling window

her chest. The arrival of spring had brought the warm sunlight that filtered

the sunlight. Her gaze

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