One Night Surprise

Chapter 511 That Unknown Man

At Warmorth Hospital in Melrose, Angie had a cold gaze as she kept repeating the scene from earlier.

“Are you Regan’s relative?”

“He’s my uncle.”

“I’m afraid his condition is… not very good. He has advanced stomach cancer. It has been some time since he has been on compassionate release for treatment purposes. He kept refusing us to contact his family, but we have only done it now because…”

The man in the police officer uniform then paused for a bit before changing the subject.

“You should take a look at him. He seems to have something he wants to tell you.”

As the hallway of the hospital emanated wisps of cold air, Courtney tapped on Angie’s shoulder, pulling her back into reality.

“You should go in and have a look.”

Looking up with tears in her eyes, Angie nodded.

The condition of the hospital was not in a great state either as the ward had a slightly moldy smell, making it seem somewhat rundown. Standing at the door, she looked at the man in a daze.

He was struggling to breathe through his mouth while watching the lamp on the ceiling with dull eyes.

Back then, everyone used to call him ‘fatso’ because as his name suggested, he was on the broader side in terms of physique. However, one could only see a shadow of his former self as what lay there was only skin and bones.

This scene made Angie unable to hold back her tears as she covered her face and started to cry.

Hearing a sound, Regan could not help but move his eyeball before shifting his body and head to face Angie, who was still standing at the entrance of the ward. “You’ve come.”

His ghostly face had a weak smile on it and she could even hear that his voice was not as powerful as before. “I’ve come.”

lips, she then

he was still alive, it did not really matter even if she only saw him a few times for the rest of her life. Now that she knew that

“Come here.”

simple action, it seemed to have taken him a lot of strength to do it. While sitting down beside him, Angie started

recurring dreams about her lately. I dreamed that she kept blaming me, blaming me that I brought her to that place. She said that she had missed out on the

he still gave

about her

all

mistakes. I locked her up in her room, not allowing her to look

due to the

“Stop talking, uncle.”

from the jar beside, but Regan only felt nauseous as he reached out to stop Angie, spilling all the

me a kowtow to beg me to not do this. Only then did I

on stubbornly while Angie kneeled down to clean up the puddle. Stopping for a while, she

a loud yet

“Why?”

We couldn’t let a child ruin our future. But then, I

her body. This was the first time in eighteen years of her life that someone had brought up her origins.

that man…” She hesitated as she

know about this. I’ve been thinking about this for the last few days, thinking about whether I should tell you this or not. Then again, I kept dreaming of your mother and I think that she would have liked you to

her mind becoming blank as all kinds of

looking very exhausted. Looking at the drawer

his instructions, Angie then opened the second drawer on her right hand side only to find a small box lined in blue flannel.

to you, she had never worn it since. You

slowly opened the box only to see a gold necklace inside. It was a very exquisite piece as the

very lifeless as the atmosphere in the car was very heavy. Ignoring the sudden message

uncle after all. I think you should