The Billionaire’s Maid Bride

Chapter 112

Chapter 112

She caught sight of the middle–aged woman sitting by the window, knitting a scarf. Tears welled up in her eyes as she approached.

Grace was looking much better, popping a ton of anti–rejection meds every day, with no obvious side effects. She was tightly controlled, only allowed to see Allison once a week.

‘Allison.”

“Mom, how have you been feeling lately?”

“I’m fine.” She caressed Allison’s face, “You’ve been through so much.”

Allison put her face against her mother’s cheek, “Mom, I promise I’ll get you out of here.”

“Don’t worry about me, they won’t hurt me. Don’t quarrel with Mrs. Flanagan and Ms. Flanagan, don’t be so stubborn, learn to compromise.”

“I understand, mom.”

Looking at Grace’s pale and weak figure, Allison felt her heart aching.

weight after surgery, but

occurred to Allison, “Mom, what’s your blood type?”

aback, her

old, I

change in Grace’s expression, as if she was

mine

pulling her hand to sit next to her on the bed. She tenderly combed Allison’s hair behind her ear, “You only visit so rarely, let’s

Allison agreed, picking up an apple

so much. Seeing Ms. Flanagan getting married, I just

you meet the right

you get better soon. Being with you

in high spirits

at the time. It was almost time for her

friend today. I have to go now, I’ll come to

the news, “Friend? Boy or girl?”

from Heating Haven Hospital, the doctor who

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