Chapter 1225 Gwenn's Devastation
The woman, reclining on the bed, reached out with her thin hand and picked up the test kit. "No... it can't be... Charles told me..."
"He was just trying to comfort you. Did you really think that he and I would have been so passionate if it were our first time?"
She leaned into Maeve's face, her lips twisted in a mocking smile. "Mrs. Luther, it's time for you to leave. Stop overstaying your welcome."
With that, she withdrew her phone, hoping to further provoke further. On the screen, Charles could be seen waiting for someone in the café. "Look, all I had to do was ask him to meet me, and he's still waiting for me."
"He's been standing guard outside your hospital room all this time... but when I called him, he left. What does that mean? You should know better than I do, right?
The woman's face turned ashen.
Her hands clasped over her chest as she looked at Gwenn in anguish. "You..."
"What about me?"
Gwenn scrutinized the woman.
Maeve's reaction seemed strange.
Given her condition, she shouldn't have been able to hold on for this long. Could Cherise's medical skills truly be that extraordinary?
A text message from the driver popped up on her phone, 'He's getting impatient to leave.'
Time was slipping away.
Gwenn gritted her teeth. Without further ado, she strode forward to pull off the ventilator mask from the woman's face. "Maeve Lenoir, just die already!"
"Even if you try to live, you don't have much time left!"
"It's better to die now!"
As she spoke, she yanked the ventilator mask off the woman's face.
The woman's face, previously hidden by the oxygen mask, made her frown deeply. "Who... who are you?"
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