Chapter 112

She caught sight of the middle–aged woman sitting by the window, knitting a scarf. Tears welled up in her eyes as she approached.

Grace was looking much better, popping a ton of anti–rejection meds every day, with no obvious side effects. She was tightly controlled, only allowed to see Allison once a week.

‘Allison.”

“Mom, how have you been feeling lately?”

“I’m fine.” She caressed Allison’s face, “You’ve been through so much.”

Allison put her face against her mother’s cheek, “Mom, I promise I’ll get you out of here.”

“Don’t worry about me, they won’t hurt me. Don’t quarrel with Mrs. Flanagan and Ms. Flanagan, don’t be so stubborn, learn to compromise.”

“I understand, mom.”

Looking at Grace’s pale and weak figure, Allison felt her heart aching.

surgery, but overall, she was in

to Allison, “Mom, what’s your

aback, her hands

forgot. I’m getting old, I forget

notice the change

mine didn’t match your blood type…”

to her on the bed. She tenderly combed Allison’s hair behind her ear, “You only visit so

up an apple to peel.

up so much. Seeing Ms. Flanagan getting

miss out if you meet the right

I just hope you get better soon. Being with you is my happiest

Grace was in high spirits being cheered up by

peeling the apple, glanced at the time. It was almost time

stood up, “Mom, I’ve made a lunch appointment with a friend today. I

eyes lit up at the news,

Haven Hospital, the doctor who

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