Divorce Anxiety

Divorce Anxiety Chapter 485

Chapter 485 I Cannot Help You

Kathleen did not have to look back to know who that was.

She slowly turned around. “Old Mrs. Hoover asked me to check on him.”

“What can a five-year-old do?” Lauren snorted.

Kathleen said nothing.

“What’s wrong with your voice?” Lauren approached her. “You don’t sound right.”

“I fell ill. Sore throat.” Kathleen took two steps back. “Don’t come closer. You might get infected.”

“Let me see!” Lauren reached a hand out and squeezed Kathleen’s neck.

Kathleen frowned. “Ouch!”

Lauren let go. “Indeed, it’s sore.”

“I’m not lying,” Kathleen stated.

“Hmph!” Lauren said coldly. “Do you want me to prescribe some medicine for you?”

“No need. I’ve taken some,” Kathleen answered.

Lauren went on, “Allow me to remind you. Don’t be too nice to that kid. He’s going to die sooner or later.

With that said, she turned around and left.

A murderous intent flashed across Kathleen’s eyes.

You want to kill my son? Not if I kill you first!

She whipped around and opened the door.

Inside the room, Eilam looked at her warily.

He had overheard the conversation between Kathleen and Lauren.

However, he knew that Fiona always took good care of him.

Kathleen secretly heaved a sigh of relief when she saw that Eilam was in one piece.

“Are you hungry?” she couldn’t help but ask.

Briefly stunned, Eilam shook his head.

Kathleen spotted some traces of blood on his clothes.

removed the tracker, he

tightly.

Eilam slowly nodded.

pursed her lips. “Don’t worry.

that said,

Eilam frowned deeply.

Fiona’s acting really

headed to the room on the opposite end

that Luna’s beloved grandson, Logan, was

innocent, but Luna had harmed for too many people because

breath and pushed

the bed lay a boy

pale, completely drained

approached him and placed a

had been

Kathleen wasn’t worried that she might wake

when she checked

This kid… He’s…

are you?” Out of the blue, Logan opened his eyes. “Ms.

He’s awake?

moment. “I’m here

hand. “Ms. Fiona, can you please tell Grandma to stop the treatment? I feel so miserable. That lady’s weird. I don’t

Kathleen knitted her brows as she tried to coax

wake

Logan wanted to cry.

woke up because of what she did. That means

injected me with some strange bugs. I

“You should tell

alive. Just breathing. She doesn’t care if I’m no more than a walking corpse,” Logan said, crying. “She just

at the teenager who was probably not much older than

in this household,” Logan went on, still

Kathleen furrowed her

Logan responded. “She’s an awesome doctor. She’s also my cousin.

know her?” Kathleen

talk about her.” Logan released the hand that had been tugging on her. “But I know that she won’t save me. She doesn’t like the Hoover

haze darkened. “What if she really can’t save

this. All these years, I’ve consumed more medicine than regular food. My arms have been injected with so many needles that they resemble meat

complicated expression. She didn’t

my entire life. You know that,” Logan said with resentment. He had

flatly, “I can’t help

no idea how to

grandson. There was nothing she could

stared at her. “Y-You’re not Ms.

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