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.

years old. Or to be exact, she's 29 months and 7 days old," she said. "The doctor told me that now is

never believed in them. But when it came to her own child, she couldn't help but

times she had prayed to God during those dark days. The word "die" was something she couldn't even bring herself to

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

but I had no other

feel the need to 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 stop Beatrice from

left to say to him

had already turned away, but in the next moment, Hendrix asked, "What if I told you that consent form

in her tracks. Then,

and held up a document. "This is a psychiatric evaluation I had my mother done a while ago. According to it, she

forward and snatched the document

Beatrice's name, indeed, and below it was a doctor's diagnosis, which read, "Unable to

around the paper, her eyes locking

asked in a trembling voice. "Why

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