In Love, Never Say Never

In love, never say never chapter 899

Her words stunned me. I was at a loss for words. “Why, Mrs. Brooks? I’ve sought advice from the doctor. He said there’s still hope. If you’re worried about the cost, please don’t be. Just leave it to me. Renee is still young. There are endless possibilities ahead of her…”

Before I could finish, she broke down in tears and shook his head helplessly. “Still, she can never break free from misery. My husband and I are old now. We will only become a burden for her in the future. Not to mention, she has a wicked uncle. We caused Sasha’s death. So we can’t let Renee go through the same faith as her mother. She should live the rest of her life with no regret. She deserves happiness in this life and the next life.”

I could feel Mrs. Brooks’ pain. Somehow, I agreed with her, because even if Renee pulled through this difficult period, there was no one she could turn to. Shane, that jerk alone, would definitely make her life a living hell. Also, she had to take care of her grandparents alone in the future.

No, I must not give up hope. Before I could muster enough reasons to persuade her, Mrs. Brooks looked at me and said, “Mrs. Fuller. I know you are being kind, and we really appreciate it. It’s getting late now. You should head home.”

I held my tongue and left the ward, utterly frustrated. I knew I have no right to decide on their family matters. Most of all, I couldn’t meddle in that little girl’s future.

phone. It was a call from Nora. “Scarlett!” She was as loud as always. “Are you at K City? Have you seen Armond? He hasn’t called me for days! Why exactly did the police seize

walked in and out of the entrance. I saw people with different emotions—anxiety, despair, joy, and sorrow. There was also

utter a word. The frustration still lingered in me. “I will not visit you for the time being,” I said after a moment of silence. “Just take care of yourself and don’t worry too much.

what? Grandpa is arranging blind dates for me every day! I don’t know what has gotten into him.

to respond to that, so I just said, “Stop complaining. Maybe Mr. Oberick thinks that’s

the call. I was not surprised because the days were always shorter in

smell of food lured me to the kitchen. I leaned against the door frame and watched Ashton, who was busy with the dinner preparation. I couldn’t help but break into a big smile

and paused. With a startled gasp, he asked, “How long have you been standing there? You should tell me

“I’m home.” I smiled.

helpless grin. “Wash your

grey sweater. “You look much younger wearing other colors than black,” I