NovelEnglishChapter 1060 Early the next morning, Kenneth and Louisa were up and about, sitting in the living room, their eyes occasionally darting upstairs.
Seeing their attention constantly divided, Edith couldn't help but ask, "Are you waiting for Ms. Bella to wake up?" Louisa nodded, "We thought we'd have breakfast together." "Ms. Bella left before dawn with a backpack on her shoulders. It looked like she was planning a long journey." "Bella's already left?" Louisa expressed surprise. It was barely past seven in the morning. Where could the young girl be heading off to with her bag packed? "Do you think she might have gone to school? Did she pack sclothes to change into?" Kenneth offered, "Why don't you give her a call?" If nothing was going on at school, maybe she could take stoff and join them abroad.
Louisa dialed Arabella’s number, only to be met with the automated voice message: The number you have dialed is currently switched off.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"We should get going,’ Louisa turned to Kenneth, "My brother mentioned last night that mom's condition isn't promising. I'm anxious about any unforeseen circumstances, so I'd like to see her as soon as possible." "I was hoping Bella could take a look. Maybe there's a chance for improvement? Let's wait a bit longer. Bella might be in class and unable to answer her phone. Why don't you send her a message?" Kenneth held onto a glimmer of hope in his daughter's medical skills.
Louisa sent another text, waiting in silence for two hours. Arabella's phone temained off. Eventually, she stood up and said, “Let's head abroad. Once Bella replies, if she can, I'll ask her to join us there." “Sounds good; Kenneth placed a comforting hand on his wife's shoulder, "Don't worry too much. I'll get in touch with a few more doctors and ask them to meet us abroad to help mom: Louisa looked at him appreciatively. Ever since her mother fell ill, her husband had been going out of his way to help, both financially and otherwise. There was simply nothing to fault him on.
Over the years, she had been pampered by her husband to the extent of living a carefree life.
Meanwhile, Arabella sat in the first class cabin of a plane, going through the medical records Mark had sent her. With over thirty pages of complicated medical history, her patient's condition was indeed a tough nut to crack.
If they were aiming for full recovery, it was going to require multiple medications and a lengthy process. As she perused the documents, she remained oblivious to the messages and calls from Louisa.
In Lidaria, a gentleman sat somberly in his own garden. Despite being in his thirties, his chiseled handsface and distinctive aura still radiated a strong personal appeal.
“Sir, don't be too upset.” a pixie-haired servant attempted to comfort him, “Mrs. Griffith will surely overcthis hurdle. She's a survivor.
“That girl you encountered last time, are you sure she's a Solterra?" Sampson's attractive gaze fell on the servant.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmShe nodded in affirmation. Last time, when she and the driver were taking Old Mrs. Griffith for her check-up, their car got rear- ended by a bus. Old Mrs.
Griffith suffered a heart attack and it was a passing Solterra girl who cto their aid.
"She's stunningly beautiful, the kind that would easily stand out in a crowd.
She has her hair tied up in a bun and carries a rather aloof demeanor. She doesn't talk much and I've never seen her smile. But there's a genuine kindness in her voice" The servant could still recall Arabella’s distinct features. Her exquisite face and elegant demeanor were unforgettable. If only she were more skilled with her hands, she would have loved to draw a portrait of her.
“She's truly remarkable. She administered a few acupuncture treatments and Old Mrs. Griffith was able to breathe again. She even knew that Old Mrs.
Griffith was fragile and advised us to be extra careful when caring for her."
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