Chapter 437 Helena Has Died

Elspeth and Gilbert went together to the sanatorium in Damoria. It was in Damoria's suburbs, not far from the city center, but it was pretty remote, with few people around. On the other hand, she never would have thought her mother would be there. She expected Helena to be in a hospital due to her terminal illness, but she never imagined that her mother would choose a sanatorium, where typically only the terminally ill are admitted. Then, when she found out that her mother was so set on passing away, she felt an intense pain in her chest.

When she arrived, she tried to rush in to see her mom as soon as possible, but the guard at the door stopped her.

"Who are you? What's your name? Please show your ID."

Hearing that, her voice was somewhat agitated, but she remained calm. "My mom is inside. Please let me in, okay?"

"What's your mother's name?"

Elspeth bit her lip, unsure if Helena had changed her name when she admitted.

"Helena Joneson."

The receptionist at the door flipped through the book in his hand, and her face suddenly became serious.

"Helena Joneson... It seems like this person passed away yesterday."

beating for a moment.

you didn't make a

nonchalantly, "I know you might not believe it now. There is a person named Helena Joneson at our sanatorium, and I wouldn't make a mistake."

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a bit too aggressive and quickly apologized. "I'm sorry, I was a bit impulsive with my words."

listening to that, the pain in

is her body? Where is the room she used

a moment. "Miss, we still haven't confirmed your identity yet, so it may not be appropriate to let you in so easily. Anyway, it's not completely impossible. We can let you in if you can produce an

in the shape of a heart and the same necklace she carried when she went to look

took out a necklace from her pocket. It was in the shape of a heart and the same necklace she carried when she went to look for her

it. It's this necklace."

in her eyes. "Follow me. I'll take you

they were led

no one living in the room anymore, it was still spotless. With one glance, she knew that the room had been her mother's. Then, she

recorded her mother's struggle against her illness. Soon, Elspeth noticed her mother's handwriting became increasingly weak and unsteady as she continued

always in

the writing, and tears slowly rolled down

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