NovelEnglishChapter 1781 You Can’t Take Sleeping Pills It would have been better if she didn't ask. Gareth thought of his relationship with Elisa, and his head hurt.
He sounded slightly disappointed. "There's no progress.” Monica's face fell when she heard it. "If there's no progress, why are you still wasting twith her? Do you think your grandparents can interfere if you look for someone else?" Monica was displeased.
Gareth furrowed his brows when he heard it. He made his stance clear. "No one is like Elisa. Mom, why have you started interfering in my love life?" Although Monica had never regarded Elisa highly, she had never interfered excessively.
It annoyed Gareth.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtMonica felt a dull pressure in her chest. She retorted unhappily. "I just don't want to see you continue to waste your ton something impossible. Leave the past behind." Gareth understood it full well.
If this were the past, he would never turn back. He wouldn't waste so much ton the sthing or the sperson.
But she was Elisa.
It was the person he realized he had genuine feelings for after he had experienced so much.
Therefore, how could he just give up? Gareth restrained his thoughts and said coldly, "Mom, is there anything else?" Monica instantly understood what he meant.
But since she was on the phone with him, how could she hang up after a short while? She was unhappy, and her voice grew cold. "Can't | call you if there's nothing else? Gareth, | hope you listen to what I'm saying.
Think of your present. You're not young anymore. You're not an eighteen-year-old child.” Monica didn't want to be a nagging and infuriating person.
But with Gareth's current situation, she couldn't watch helplessly as Gareth continued to waste his taway.
Although the two elderly people approved and were trying to think of ways for Elisa and Gareth to reconcile and reunite, it was difficult.
Especially with Elisa. It was tough.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmGareth answered indifferently, "Mom, as you said, I'm not an eighteen-year-old child. | have my limits. I'm going to hang up if there's nothing else.” After that, he ended the call without hesitation. He was serious.
It was around eleven o'clock.
Elisa had been lying down for a while when she heard knocking at her door.
Only she and Gareth were at home. It couldn't be anyone but Gareth at this time.
Elisa got up to open the door.
She saw Gareth stand at her door with furrowed brows and a dark expression. She couldn't help but ask curiously, "Why are you looking forat this time?" Perhaps Gareth hadn't spoken in a while, or maybe it was his health. His voice was weak and hoarse. "I'm not feeling well. Can you givesmedicine that can helpsleep?" Elisa shook her head at his request. "You can't take sleeping pills in your current condition. A reed diffuser will be helpful. You can put it by your bed, but | don't have one with me." The pills she had developed were only for emergencies, and she only had one small bottle. She only started to make more after Gareth had started living with her.
Gareth didn't answer. The next moment, she saw that his breathing had becrushed. His brows were wrinkled tightly, and he had a terrible expression.
Elisa immediately went forward and put her hands on his pulse.
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