Chapter 117

Ricky addressed Irene as ‘Sis’ the instant he stepped through the front door, but Irene remained impassive, and was certainly unaffected by that title.

“Why did you want to see me?”

“You’re a doctor, aren’t you? You must know people,” Ricky said tearfully. “You have to ask them to help Dad. His condition is very serious, and he won’t survive for long if he doesn’t get surgery.”

The usually haughty boy appeared despondent, just as Irene stiffened.

She had a hunch, but it still struck her like a truck to find out that it was reality.

“What did his doctor say? What’s his condition?” she asked quietly.

“Malignant brain cancer. It’s metastasized to his lungs,” Ricky replied.

Irene was stunned. “W-What?”

“You have to get him the best doctors, Sis. There might still be hope,” Ricky cried anxiously.

Irene, however, knew that the cancer had advanced to a very late stage if it had actually begun to metastasize, and not even surgery could help much.

As she became silent, Ricky demanded, “What, are you going to do nothing?’

needed time to calm down. “Go home

she was

a little overbearing about your marriage, but he’s your father. He’s sick and almost dying now-are you so cold that

take me for, some sort of god? His cancer is in its late stage-no one can

promptly lost it and screamed, “You heartless bitch! You’ll get

my own issue. Why are you getting

upset because you’re an ingrate! You

that he was here, yelling at Irene right in

men dragged Ricky out of the mansion, and Irene did not stop them, watching

of sight,

Lionel, her heart still ached to hear that he

down, she picked up a phone to call a specialist she was acquainted with, but eventually hung up because

my help?” Isaac asked just

shook her

for help on her own, and certainly did not

“If you need help, you just need to

him then,

woman would fall for him when

she was flesh and blood as well, and therefore had feelings. Lowering her gaze, she said, “Thank

have to

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