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.

lost a lot of weight after surgery, but overall, she was in pretty

suddenly occurred to Allison, “Mom, what’s your blood

was taken aback, her hands stopped

I’m getting old, I forget

change in Grace’s expression, as if

“It’s weird, mine didn’t match your blood

the bed. She tenderly combed Allison’s hair behind her ear, “You only visit so rarely, let’s just chat.”

picking up

Flanagan getting married, I just hope you can find

if you meet

get better soon.

Grace was in

at the time. It was

lunch appointment with a friend today. I have to go now, I’ll come

eyes lit up at the news, “Friend? Boy or girl?”

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