Reclaiming Her Heart

Chapter 482 But She Didn't Care, There were too Many Tears.

She didn't know how she got back to Ashbourne Manor.

When she lay on the bed, her tears kept flowing, wetting the pillow beneath her as her body slightly convulsed. Her hand tightly grasped the bedsheet, and she bit her lip hard, not letting any sob escape. Fiona knocked on the door.

"Miss Fair, I've made some soup for you. You should have some," Fiona said.

She didn't know what had happened; she just noticed that Selena had looked pale these past few days, as if she were sleep-deprived.

Still lying on the bed, clenching her teeth, Selena quickly composed herself upon hearing Fiona. "Fiona, I'm not hungry."

Fiona thought she was just in a bad mood and sighed. "I'll keep the soup warm. You can have it later if you want a late-night snack."

"Okay," Selena replied, feeling her throat go sore with every breath.

She lay there for a while, then her thoughts drifted to a certain letter and a certain ring. She carefully took out the box, reading the letter while crying.

The letter got wet in her hands, but she didn't care, there were too many tears. She cried herself to sleep.

stomach and woke up to vomit. Her stomach

her mouth, chewed it, then took a melatonin to help her

her drowsy state. It was Shelley calling her. Shelley was also at the hospital at the

she didn't want to have surgery. Any surgery carried risks, especially brain surgery, which was the

and she was very delicate and pretty. Shelley was stunningly beautiful, with fair and healthy skin. You could easily call her the epitome

had just arrived with Philip, who was asking the doctor when the surgery

She only has me as a

procedures before surgery, and

"I'll persuade her."

it was because of you that I was able to invite this international expert. Don't let it slip, Selena, did you hear me?" Selena, with a dizzy head from crying,

hoarse; have

"No."

If you're not feeling well, I'll come over

half a minute before she softly said, "I just... I

her

been very independent since she was a child. She would quietly sit aside while a group of middle-aged men were joking around, as if