The Sway and Slide of Love by Jean Song

Chapter 508 Hendrix stood just outside the hospital room.

He was dressed in black again today. He seemed thinner, and his features were more defined. And combined with his tall, commanding figure, he gave off an intense sense of oppression.

But Noelle wasn't intimidated in the slightest. She simply stood calmly in front of him.

Hendrix swept his gaze over her from head to toe, then asked, "When did you go see my mother?"

Noelle didn't answer.

His voice tightened. "Do you know how old she is this year?"

"I know."

"And you're still going to let her go through with this surgery?"

Noelle remained silent for a moment before slowly curling her lips into a faint smile. "Then, do you know how old Rosie is this year?"

Hendrix frowned.

29 months and 7 days old," she said. "The doctor told me that now is

them. But when it came to her own child, she couldn't help but

had prayed to God during those dark

a long moment before asking, "So, that's your excuse for forcing my

sorry, but I

explain to him, nor could she be bothered. After all, Beatrice had already signed the surgery consent form. And since no one could force Hendrix to undergo the surgery, neither could he

Noelle had nothing left to say to him

in the next moment, Hendrix asked, "What if I told you that consent form is useless, even

stop in her tracks. Then, she slowly turned back to

mother done a while ago. According to it,

expression instantly changed. She rushed forward and snatched the document

indeed, and below it was a doctor's diagnosis, which read, "Unable to live independently. Requires a guardian to bear significant

paper, her eyes locking onto

asked in a trembling voice. "Why would