Sweetheart, Do You Still Love Me

Chapter 67 Help

Margot shot Ophelia a look of admonishment. You should’ve told me so. Now, you made me misunderstand Elspeth.

“But… she doesn’t like me. I have no idea what to do. That was the only way to make her feel better.” Ophelia bit her lip. “Still, she wouldn’t forgive me.” She put on a victim act, trying to garner sympathy from Margot.

And it worked!

She’s not lying. A sigh escaped Margot’s lips. “You shouldn’t have beaten yourself up. That must’ve hurt, you silly girl.”

Elspeth arched her eyebrow. Gosh. She perfected the art of faking. Look at her, all frail and vulnerable.

“If that is all, you should leave. Get some rest, Mrs. Winthrop. You shouldn’t walk around too much,” said Elspeth coolly. She wanted them off.

Things were awkward for Margot, so she did not argue. Her prejudice led to a misunderstanding, then this mess happened. Now that Elspeth was chasing them off, she could only take Ophelia and leave.

Elspeth was about to take a nap, but not too long later, someone knocked again. “Come in.”

A frightened Lydia entered carefully and looked at Elspeth with guilt in her eyes. “I’m sorry, Elspeth. This is my fault. None of this would’ve happened if I hadn’t insisted on going to work.”

“It’s alright. I offered my help and only got into this mess because I was careless. Don’t beat yourself up over it.” Elspeth grinned. At least she owns up to her mistakes.

“Oh, right.” She took out the silver ring and handed it to Elspeth. “I don’t want to work at the bar anymore. Can you help me out?” She looked at Elspeth with anticipation in her eyes.

about three hundred grand in there. PIN code’s the first six numbers of my phone number. Come to me if you need more

glistening in her eyes.

it. Just promise me you’ll focus on your studies,

and muttered, “But my mother still needs a suitable bone marrow.

and asked him to find a matching bone marrow for Lydia’s mother. He worked fast and returned with results half an

delight, Lydia gushed. “Really? Half

best surgeon, I promise. I

you. Just tell

“Don’t overthink it. Just go

left the room wiping her tears away. Alright, I made a promise, so

Arthur, hoping he would do the operation. He might be young, but he was the most prominent doctor

get from helping her mother?” He was smiling, but she noticed the

little help. Not like it’d kill you. Can’t you do something good

“And why

not like there aren’t any other

with the surgery, Lydia made a sudden call

“What?”

it. However, she soon denied the idea. They had an emergency, and nobody in the hospital could help. She had no

save her mother?”