Chapter 1130 Phoenix

Cherise pursed her lips, smiled and said, "Alright."

Despite Damien's clear warnings about Jude, Cherise couldn't shake her reservations.

She had seen Jude's tenderness firsthand, watching him care for Phoenix with a gentleness that seemed impossible to fake. A man so kind couldn't be entirely wrong, could he?

They settled into a cozy café near the hospital. Jude took a sip of his coffee, then looked up with a hint of a smile. "You know," he began, "my Mom adores Phoenix."

As Jude looked at Cherise, his thoughts wandered back to when he fell in love with Phoenix.

"Jude," she asked, her eyes searching his, "that girl... she's your Phoenix, isn't she?"

Dorothy, in her lilac dress, leaned against the fourth-floor railing of the hospital, watching the caregiver assist the girl on a stroll through the small garden. "Yeah, that's her," Jude admitted, a wave of unease washing over him.

Before Phoenix met Dorothy, she had already encountered Anthony. When he learned of her modest background and severe congenital heart condition...

dismissed her coldly and told Jude, "A woman of her status and

must marry someone of high

continue with her, I'll ensure she's out of the

a young age, Jude experienced his first love, but his

with anxiety and dread, a burden he silently

Dorothy suggested a visit to

"My son knows quality when he sees

spirit is unbreakable. Her humble beginnings haven't

help! I can manage just fine on my own! I have a heart condition, not a leg problem! I'm not

tightened. "Mom,

a force to be reckoned with," Dorothy interjected, her smile unwavering. She is fearless and fiercely independent, just

flame that refuses to be extinguished despite

remained silent, his emotions swirling beneath the

mother's acceptance of Alice went beyond superficiality. As long as Alice possessed a kind heart and strong character, his mother welcomed her with

loves, I love," Dorothy declared, her unwavering

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