Chapter 718 Finding The Right Timing

Paramount Hospital, A City.

When Bianca and Luke rushed over, the red light outside the operating room was still on.

Wanda Rayne sat on the bench in the corridor like a stiff puppet and stared blankly at the red light. Her sickly face appeared paler, and her expression was filled with numbness as well as sorrow.

"Aunt Wanda..."

Bianca quietly walked to Wanda. She suppressed her grief, squatted next to Wanda, and held her cold hand. "How’s Grandpa now? How did it happen? How did he fall?"

Wanda's pale and tired face worried her.

The last time Bianca saw her was two weeks ago. Aunt Wanda, who was once as full of life like a peony in full bloom, now looked shriveled and skinny. Her alluring beauty had dissipated.

If the woman in front of her did not share the same face as Aunt Wanda's, Bianca would never have thought that they were the same person.

However, Wanda did not seem to hear her. She did not respond and continued staring blankly at the operating room.

Bianca was a little flustered when she saw how abnormally Aunt Wanda was acting. She turned and asked Luke for help.

Aunt Wanda? Aunt

onto Wanda's hand tightly, tears flowing down her elegant face as her misty eyes reflected Aunt Wanda's frail

Wanda may be overwhelmed and is shutting herself down temporarily. Don't worry, Aunt Wanda will be back to normal after a while. Johann is inside the operating room treating Grandpa. With him on the job, no matter how complicated the surgery is, he’ll make sure that Grandpa will come out of the operating room alive and well. Grandpa is a blessed man, I’m sure he’ll

was standing beside Bianca, kept staring

as a trace of anxiety flashed in his

was still sitting on the

responsive, Bianca anxiously

a deep breath, her heart feeling

birthday of Florence's grandson, so she took a day off. It just so happened that I was free, so I stayed at home with your grandpa. However, after lunch, my chest felt like it was being stabbed by needles. The pain was unbearable and I ran out of painkillers. I was afraid that your grandpa would be worried, so I thought I'd get some medicine and hurry back as soon as possible. I didn't think too much of it, but I

she recounted what had happened. She was riddled with guilt and

the brink of tears herself, Bianca hugged Wanda and understood that it was not her fault. 'Aunt Wanda is sick and has to endure all the pain that comes with it. Even then, she was still taking care of Grandpa. She's in a vulnerable place, so what right do I have to blame her? If I had not insisted on going to Moscow to

Wanda, what happened to Grandpa has nothing to do with you. He’s old and in poor health. I haven't done my duty as his granddaughter to take good care of him... It's all my fault, you're not to be blamed. Don't be too sad. Dr. Vyen said that you should manage

had been in the

bench while Luke stood and waited with them. It felt like they were sitting on pins and

Jim Holston checking in on whether he and Bianca

the call brief and

his two best friends, Percy Mallory and Jim Holston, knew about his return to A

he had come back too suddenly and was not prepared

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