Winning Her Heart back (Emelie and William)

Chapter 235 Greta’s Heart Stopped

Ashley answered the call. After a while, she said, “Got it. Ask them to wait in the reception room. I’ll be right back”

Seeing as Ashley was busy, Emelie didn’t want to delay her. “Lean head back on my own. But my phone’s dead. The hospital should have power banks for rent. Could you help me

Ashley agreed. “The charging stations are usually at the front desk. Let’s head there.”

Emelie quickly finished her milk and bread. Then, they walked together to the front desk.

On the way, she said, “I need to come up with an excuse to tell my mom why my dad’s release is delayed by a week. She cannot know about the fight She’s still in the hospital”

Ashley nodded. “You definitely can’t tell her the truth.”

The weather was gloomy. The clouds were gray, and the wind was chilly.

Emelie looked at the sky, feeling a shiver run through her. She murmured, “:

“She wouldn’t be able to handle it.”

It was just past nine. The doctor at Centra Hospital hadn’t made their rounds yet

Greta’s caregiver brought a basin of hot water to help her wash up. She also turned Greta over to prevent her from getting bedsores.

seemed to be in better spirits today. She smiled at the caregiver.

part of my job,” the caregiver made small talk with her. “Your daughter has been on a business trip for quite some time.

a few days ago and said she would be back today or tomorrow.

if I remember correctly, your husband is due to be released soon, right?”

improved spirits were clearly tied to this thought. “Yes, you’re

“But I

was taken aback. “What do you mean by

be upset. I’m not trying to

the other guy ended up with a head

shocked. Her face turned pale as she struggled to stop. “What

answer directly. She simply sighed. “Theard that fights in prison lead to

in there now? Why was he so impulsive? Your daughter’s the one who has to

fight. He’s showing no progress

in this state and him in that situation, your daughter has to shoulder all the burden. I feel sorry for her,

paper. She clutched her chest, struggling to breathe as the caregiver’s words echoed in her

extended sentences, and all of this mess. All the burdens tell on

gasped for air, but it felt like no oxygen was entering her lungs. She

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