NovelEnglishChapter 877 Kneeling and Begging Eloise wondered if she was dreaming since it looked so unreal.
"Is that you, Finnley?" She muttered, afraid that her loud voice would scare him away or wake herself up from the dream.
"es." Finnley sat in the chair. Looking at her pale and haggard face, he consoled her, "You'll get better. Cooperate with the doctor. You should adjust your mood." Eloise knew she was hopeless. However, she was willing to believe Finnley's words. "OK. I will." "Finnley, do | look too ugly?" Eloise suddenly felt embarrassed. "I didn't put on any makeup. | must look terrible." She was unwilling to let him see her ugliness.
"Can you inform me ahead of time when you visit me in the future?" Eloise wished him to see her most beautiful side.
Feeling bitter, Finnley replied with a grunt.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtStaring at her, he recalled many things happening in their childhood.
They didn't talk about love today. Eloise didn't confess to him again. The air was harmonious.
"Ahem. Ahem..." Feeling the tickle in her throat, Eloise covered her mouth and coughed. Her lungs hurt.
Finnley hurriedly helped her to turn, pulled out a few tissues, and covered her mouth for her.
Eloise grabbed his arm, coughing more fiercely.
"Ahem. Ahem..." "Doctor!" Finnley called to the outside.
However, Eloise tightened her grip on his arm. "No... Don't call the doctor..." She didn't want to miss the chance to be with him alone or to see another person in this ward.
Finnley suddenly saw the eye-catching blood on the tissue.
After coughing slightly, Eloise gradually calmed down. She lay back with a bloodstain on the corner of her lips.
Finnley tossed away the tissues with the bloodstain, pulled out some clean ones, and wiped the bloodstain from her lips.
Eloise opened her mouth to catch her breath. Gripping Finnley's arm, she frowned at him. "Finnley, | don't want to die... I'm so scared." "You won't die." Finnley didn't shake her hand off, holding her hand gently.
With determination in his eyes, he added, "The doctor's diagnosis isn't the final ending. A person's willpower is always mysterious and powerful." "Besides, medical skills are advanced nowadays. Each pill and each drop of the infusion you take will impact your health and help you recover." Eloise shook her head, feeling upset. She knew she couldn't win against the sickness, and even Dr. Watson couldn't do it.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmIt had been planned by God.
"Finnley, can you stay here longer?" Eloise stared at him without blinking.
On the balcony at the end of the corridor, Madeline knelt to Mya.
"Mrs. Calder, please stand up!" Mya was shocked and hurriedly wanted to help her up.
"Ms. Saunders, can you let Finnley and Eloise have a wedding?" As a mother, Madeline wanted to make her daughter's last wish come true.
Seemingly she wouldn't stand up if Mya disagreed.
Mya bent over to grab her arms. "Mrs. Calder, | mentioned to Finnley on the way here just now. He objected to it fiercely." "Can you convince him?" Madeline looked at her expectantly. "He'll definitely listen to you. I'm sure you can do it." "Ms. Saunders, Eloise is dying soon. She won't compete for Finnley with you. Please give her a chance to become a bride. Please!" "Mrs. Calder, please stand up." Mya was anxious, feeling awkward in front of the knelt woman.
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