The Billionaire’s Maid Bride

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.

had lost a lot of weight after surgery, but overall, she

suddenly occurred to Allison, “Mom, what’s

was taken aback, her hands stopped

forgot. I’m getting old, I forget

was making the bed and didn’t notice the change in Grace’s expression, as if she was

mine didn’t match

Grace cut her off, pulling her hand to sit next to her on the bed. She tenderly combed Allison’s hair behind her ear, “You

picking up an apple

much. Seeing Ms. Flanagan getting married, I just hope you can find your happiness.

don’t miss out if you meet the right person.”

soon. Being with you is

good girl.” Grace was in high

time. It was almost time for her appointment

lunch appointment with a friend today. I have to go now, I’ll come to see you again next week.”

up at the news, “Friend? Boy or

answered, “It’s Dr. Dylan from Heating Haven Hospital, the doctor