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.

tracker, he must

fists tightly. “If

Eilam slowly nodded.

pursed her lips. “Don’t worry.

said, she

Eilam frowned deeply.

Fiona’s acting really strange

looked around her before she headed to the room on the opposite end of the

her that Luna’s beloved grandson, Logan, was

had harmed for too many people

deep breath and pushed the door

boy around the same age

pale, completely

a

been unconscious for

wasn’t worried that

when she

This kid… He’s…

the blue, Logan opened his

He’s awake?

for a moment. “I’m here to check

her hand. “Ms. Fiona, can you please tell Grandma to stop the treatment? I feel so miserable. That

down.” Kathleen knitted her brows

wake

Logan wanted to cry.

because of what she did. That means she saved you,

She injected me with some strange

“You should tell Old

more than a walking corpse,” Logan said, crying.

stared at the teenager who was probably not much older than Zion.

people in this household,” Logan went on, still sobbing. “Get me out of here. There’s

Kathleen furrowed

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

do you know her?” Kathleen

on her. “But I know that she won’t

darkened. “What if she really can’t

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 sieves!

complicated expression.

life.

“I

had no idea how to

grandson. There was

just stared at her.

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