Chapter 2 I’ll Cover His Funeral Expenses

On the pitch-black night, Peyton returned to the bathroom alone.

The steaming hot water dispelled Peyton’s coldness as she rubbed her swollen eyes and walked into a warmly decorated room. After she pushed open the door, a cozy nursery appeared before her eyes.

Peyton gently flicked the mobile, and the absolute music of the music box filled the room. The room’s light was dimly yellow, creating an extremely warm atmosphere. However, tears uncontrollably streamed down Peyton’s face.

Perhaps this was what Peyton deserved. She failed to protect her child, so she was going to die.

Peyton climbed onto the 1.2-meter-long baby bed and curled up her body like a small shrimp. Tears from her left eye flowed to her right eye and then slid down her cheeks, wetting the baby blanket beneath her.

Peyton held a doll tightly in her arms and murmured, “I’m sorry, baby. It’s all my fault. I failed to protect you. Don’t be afraid. I will be with you soon.”

After the baby’s death, Peyton had been in a poor state. She withered like a bright flower.

Looking at the unyielding darkness, Peyton thought that as long as she left the money to her father, she could go to her baby.

The next morning, before sunrise, Peyton had been dressed neatly. She lowered her head and looked at her beaming face on the marriage

certificate.

It had only been three years.

Peyton made a stomach-friendly breakfast. Even though she couldn’t live much longer, she wanted to take care of her father as long as

possible.

Just as Peyton was about to leave, she received a call from the hospital. “Ms. Schmitt, Mr. Schmitt suddenly had a heart attack and has been taken to the emergency room.”

“I’ll be right there!”

Peyton hurriedly went to the hospital. The surgery was still ongoing, and Peyton waited outside the operating room with her hands clasped. together. She had lost everything. Her only hope now was for her father to live well.

A nurse handed Peyton a stack of bills. “Ms. Schmitt, this is the cost of the emergency treatment and surgery for your father’s sudden

condition.”

at the details, and it amounted to 20 thousand

jobs. Just after paying this month’s hospital expenses, there were only 800 dollars left in

phone number. His voice carried sternness. “Where are you?

matter

off about you suddenly changing your attitude. Do you think I’m a fool to believe such a lame

your reasons for treating me like this. But now I see clearly that this engagement has

asked. Peyton felt strange.

he’s still being rescued. Nolan, the surgery costs 20 thousand dollars. Can you give me

than happy to see your father dead. I

She remembered how Nolan respected her father when she was

father to die? Why?

the bankruptcy of the Schmitt family two years ago. Everything seemed

just a

downfall was all because of Nolan, but what

to think too much. The most urgent matter was to gather 20 thousand dollars

the operating room door opened, Peyton hurriedly came forward. “Dr. McCain, how is

worry, Ms. Schmitt. Mr. Schmitt is lucky to survive, but his mental state is fragile. Don’t let him experience

a sigh of relief. “Thank you, Dr.

in a coma, and Peyton asked the caregiver, “My father seemed to be in good spirits. Why did

mood lately, and

about ten minutes to come and go to Delicacies Restaurant, so I went out to buy food for Mr. Schmitt. By the time I came back, he had already been taken to the emergency room. Ms.

my father see anyone

I left. He even mentioned that you like the cake from Delicacies Restaurant and asked me to

it was not that simple. She instructed the caregiver to take good care of Kason and quickly walked

Schmitt, no one visited Mr. Schmitt this morning.” The nurse gave Peyton the answer.

“Thank you.”

way, Ms. Schmitt, has Mr. Schmitt’s bill been

“I will take

54.45%

16.17

was not

have arrived at the

“At the company.”

for the divorce formalities

tens-of-million-dollar contract that I

can wait for you to finish the contract. Nolan, please. My

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