Reborn From Oblivion by Christia Muray

Chapter 342

Nathalie was quick on her feet, and it didn't take long for her to sort out Patrick's discharge papers. Before they knew it, the medical staff were in the room, ready to detach all the equipment hooked up to Patrick. Miranda tried to intervene, tears streaming down her face, "He's in so much pain. How's he supposed to manage without the pain medication infusion pump?"

The staff had heard bits and pieces of their family's chaotic history. They couldn't help but voice their frustration, "You're sick and in the hospital, yet you don't expect your own daughter to take care of you. Instead, you burden your adopted daughter with this duty. You never even raised her! Isn't it a bit heartless to guilt-trip her like this?"

Patrick felt the weight of shame crash down on him. Miranda silently wept.

Without the pain medication infusion pump, Patrick's discomfort soon escalated. His soft groans turned into piercing cries. "Ah, the pain! It's unbearable! Doctor, I'm not leaving. Put the pain meds back on, please."

Nathalie stood at the doorway, arms crossed, watching Patrick with a frosty gaze.

Desperate, Miranda turned to Nathalie. "Please, Nathalie, let bygones be bygones. You gotta help him."

"Help him? Haven't I done enough?" Nathalie shot back. "I've already given up a kidney for his daughter. What more do you want? For me to lose money, too?"

lose any more money.

comfortably with you still around. But have you thought about what happens when

have you. You're my daughter. I raised you, so it's your duty to take care of me," Miranda

say that with

Miranda fell silent.

won't be around in

expression faltered. "What do you

and I probably won't

Miranda's eyes.

chuckled. "Go ahead and sue me. I'll

turned pale. "Nathalie, you've

of a pushover, haven't I?" Nathalie replied, reading Miranda's unspoken admission. Nathalie had no patience for further argument and

struggled to sit up. He turned to Miranda. "Honey, help