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.

a lot of weight after surgery, but

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

was taken aback, her hands

getting old, I forget things.”

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

mumbled to herself, “It’s weird, mine

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 only visit so rarely,

Allison agreed, picking up an apple

sighed, “You’ve grown up so much. Seeing Ms. Flanagan getting married, I

don’t miss out if you meet the

get better soon. Being with you is

was in

finished peeling the apple, glanced at the time. It was almost time for her appointment

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

eyes lit up at the news, “Friend?

from Heating Haven Hospital, the doctor who treated