Chapter 232 Things Don’t Look Too Good...

Kevin wanted to say something. He lifted a trembling finger and pointed it at Marie.

Jennifer turned around to look. She saw that her daughter was glaring defiantly at Kevin with an unpleasant expression on her face.

Kevin's mouth was slightly open, and he was gasping for air. However, there was no way an agitated late-stage lung cancer patient was going to catch their breath...

"Stop talking, Marie. Get out of the room!" Jennifer rushed up, grabbed Marie's shoulders, and pushed her toward the door. While her back was facing Kevin, she winked at Marie and whispered into her ear. "Let Mom handle this. You'll get what you want." "You can't handle it!" Marie glared at her and shouted. She shoved her mother away once more.

Marie felt that her mother was being nothing but a burden. She stepped up next to the bed again, towered over the pathetically frail Kevin, and grinned mockingly. "You've been staying in the hospital for a long time, Uncle Kevin. Perhaps you don't know many things that have been happening outside. You listen to whatever lies Bianca feeds you.'

She took out her phone, found the screenshot of the news article, and brought it in front of Kevin.

Kevin tried his best to focus his gaze on the contents of the phone screen.

"Do you see that, Uncle Kevin? Your daughter is already married. This man ... is treating her quite well..." Marie told a lie and continued, "You also wish that Bianca can live a happy life, right?"

Kevin's face was still red from the coughing, but his eyes were transfixed on the screen.

Marie continued with a smile, "Bianca's husband will provide her with all her needs. She can have all the mansions and luxury cars that she desires. Tell me, Uncle Kevin, why am I not as lucky? Bianca is living in a mansion, but I have to stoop down and beg you to give me that two-room apartment.

This is unfair!"

Marie's frenzied voice echoed in the hospital ward.

’You don't know what your daughter did five years ago, right? Shall I tell you from the start?"

Meanwhile, at the apartment.

woke up, she wanted to make breakfast, but she

Be a good girl and go back to bed..." Bianca crouched and carried Rainie

onto her neck. "I want to sleep with you..." "You can sleep with me, but you'll have to promise me that you'll go to school. OK?” Bianca was worried

little girl would be reduced to

throwing a tantrum when "school" was mentioned. "I

with Rainie on her bed and patiently

Eight o'clock.

asleep. Bianca got out of the room and prepared breakfast. She heated some milk in the microwave, and also boiled broth

study and onto

Bianca wished that he

businessman was always

the night was the price he had to pay for devoting his time to take care

why she wanted to make

were also awake. He wondered how Bianca managed to convince Rainie,

Luke, they were beginning to look more and more like

In the bathroom.

flush when Daddy flushed the toilet for him.

Eight words!

always used three words to impatiently order his son.

boy hastily washed his face. His father handed him a clean

help but think that there was something unusual

said as he brushed his teeth. After

and Rainie sat at the

off her chair, saying that she wanted to help Miss Bea bring the food to

want the little

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