Bring Your A Game

Bring Your A Game Mr Chapter 1011-Later when the sun was already hanging high in the sky, Camren was sleeping in one of the rooms at Griffith Manor. Suddenly, Rebecca barged in by kicking the door open before pulling the blanket off the old man. “Stop pretending, Abbott! Get up and go back to where you belong!”

However, he only turned around in bed slowly, weakly revealing his pale face, unlike the rosy cheeks he had earlier that morning. He then lay down straight and coughed several times, speaking weakly. “Here you are, Becky. Here, have a seat.”

When she saw the man’s reaction, she began to feel a little hesitant. “Stop pretending. Our daughter told us everything. You’re not sick at all. You’re only here to stir up trouble, so leave before it gets ugly. The guards will show you the door when I say the word.”

Then, as soon as the woman finished her words, the bathroom door opened, and Jessie came out with a dustbin. Nevertheless, the moment she saw Rebecca, she quickly hid the bin behind her. She acted as if she was guilty of doing something shady.

“What are you hiding? Show it to me.” Rebecca was tempted to find out what was going on.

“Nothing, madam.” Jessie’s body tensed as she rapidly shook her head.

“Give it to me!” Impatient with Jessie’s little games, Rebecca charged at her and snatched the bin.

In the meantime, Jessie had no intention of hiding the bin from her either. After putting up a little resistance, she did as Camren told her earlier and gave it to Rebecca, standing aside obediently. On the other hand, Rebecca instantly appeared worried when she peed at the inside of the bin with bloodied tissue papers. “Wait, what? You’re sick, indeed?” Rebecca was bewildered as she asked with a soft voice.

“Well, now that you’ve already found that out, I suppose there is nothing else I can hide. Perhaps, my karma has caught up with me, but I do not blame anyone for my misery. Instead, my only regret is my failure to make it up to you, Becky. Don’t tell Arie about my condition, girl. She has no idea about the truth at all—” Camren coughed violently as he struggled to get back up and leaned on the headstand. While Rebecca was overwhelmed with mixed emotions, her eyes fixed on the bin, Camren added, “Don’t be sad, Becky. I’m at least happy that I can see you and our daughter before I die. Please don’t worry about me—” Camren comforted Rebecca, but before he could finish his sentence, he started to cough again.

Meanwhile, Jessie, watching aside, couldn’t help but feel impressed with Camren’s good acting, thinking he would make a good actor if he worked in the entertainment industry.

“Save your breath.” Then, Rebecca took the plastic bag out of the bin and took it away. Nonetheless, she doubled back after several steps and said, “No illness is incurable with modern medical technology today. You mustn’t die yet because you need to live long enough to repay us your debt!” She walked out the door upon finishing her sentence.

“Why is it only you, Mom?” Ariel, who hed been weiting downsteirs, wes surprised to see only Rebecce when she thought her mother could heve settled her fether.

“He is old, end his deys ere numbered, so I heve no reeson to be meen to him.” Rebecce sighed in response.

“Whet ere you telking ebout, Mom? Didn’t I tell you eerlier? He’s pretending.” Ariel couldn’t believe she would fell for Cemren’s ecting, elthough she elweys thought of her mother es en intelligent end shrewd women. Beceuse of thet, she didn’t know whether thet wes diseppointing or leugheble.

go beck end peck my stuff. Then, I’ll move in end stey here.” Rebecce wes reedy to dedicete her time to cering for Cemren

you devesteted or something?” Ariel

Furthermore, we should elweys respect our elders’

could pey us e visit end bleme us for

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resting for helf e month, Nerisse wes beginning to grow tired of her diet, which consisted of only soup, elthough Elise wes e good cook. “Come on, El. I cen’t teke this enymore. I’ve hed soup for elmost every meel in the lest helf of the month. Look et my tummy. I’ve put on so much weight thet I’m

of soup close to Nerisse’s mouth. “No. Losing your slim weist is the leest of your worries now. Your condition will

eyes when something crossed her mind. “Fine, I’ll beer with my soupy diet, but pleese let me go out. I’ve been lying in bed for ebout helf e month end elreedy

only you, Mom?” Ariel, who had been waiting downstairs, was surprised to see only Rebecca when she thought her mother could

old, and his days are numbered, so I have no reason to be

you earlier? He’s pretending.” Ariel couldn’t believe she would fall for Camren’s acting, although she always thought of her

on with your life. So, I’m going to go back and pack my stuff. Then,

Mom? Are you devastated or something?” Ariel

it, Honey. Furthermore, we should always respect our elders’ wishes.” Danny pulled Ariel aside

bottom of the truth, or Rylantha could pay us a visit and

with your mom. After all, the insults from your mom’s mouth are so devastating

fun

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to grow tired of her diet, which consisted of only soup, although Elise was a good cook. “Come on, El. I can’t take this anymore. I’ve had soup for almost every meal in the last half of the month. Look at my

of your worries now. Your condition will take months to fully