It's Love That Blinds Him -
It’s Love That Blinds Him – Chapter 140
After this mysterious secret was revealed, the feeling of alienation disappeared in an instant. Lucia and Kathryn were busy developing the affection of their b***d connection that they had just rediscovered every day. A long-lost smile appeared on Lucia’s face. Faced with the Lucia who had changed her identity, Kathryn buried her deep attachment to Lowell without showing the slightest trace of it. She seemed so indifferent to Lowell that Lucia thought she had really changed her focus. It wasn’t until she turned around and saw Lowell that she felt a little alone.
Lucia had been waiting for a long time for the dessert prepared by Catherine in the living room. She took the newspaper and read it casually. The headline in the newspaper was about Wilma’s serious illness. The private hospital was strictly guarded and no media were allowed near it. Medical staff came in and out of the hospital, but no one said anything to reporters. This made people’s imagination run wilder. More and more newspapers even reported Wilma’s possible death.
Lucia looked at the contents of the diary with a strange expression. She didn’t even react when Catherine put the dessert in front of her.
In the Evans family mansion, Wilma’s breathing was already very weak, and her thin arm was weakly placed on the edge of the bed. The heartbeat on the monitor grew weaker and weaker, and medical staff surrounded her to make final efforts. Standing outside the room, Malcolm and Enoch waited quietly for the result. Looking at the increasingly serious faces entering and leaving the room, anyone could tell that the outcome might not be optimistic.
“Malcolm…” It was rare for Enoch to be so serious. He called softly to the silent man in front of him.
After glancing at Enoch indifferently, Malcolm fixed his eyes on the closed door again and froze. He had been in such a posture for more than two hours, which meant that Wilma’s rescue had lasted more than two hours. No medical staff dared to give up on the rescue easily unless Malcolm ordered it. Normally, in such a situation in the hospital, the doctor had already gone out to ask the patient’s family if they wanted to forgo the rescue.
Everyone in the room looked very serious. Sloan looked at his subordinate medical elites, who were exchanging glances in the air. Each doctor shook their heads helplessly. This type of rescue could only prolong Wilma’s life by a few hours, while causing the patient at the end of her life to suffer enormously. According to humanity, abandoning the rescue was good for everyone.
However, the patient’s family struggled with the decision.
“S…Sloan…you…” Wilma called Sloan with difficulty.
Sloan quickly moved to the head of the bed and listened carefully.
“G…give…up. I…I’m…so…so old…This…its…enough…now…Help… help me… call… call them… come… come in,” Wilma pronounced each word with difficulty.
“Mrs. Evans, please don’t say anything. I’ll call them.” Sloan turned and hurried out.
Even that little time was precious to Wilma. Judging by his eyes, he knew he didn’t have much time left. Wilma looked at Sloan’s back. The expression in her eyes was unusually complicated and contradictory. Her life was about to end, and she did not want to die with regret. As for the sin she had committed, it was irreparable. Her thin hands moved a little
, but they couldn’t hold on. She gave up the vigorous movement and tried to breathe through the ventilator. The medical staff around her couldn’t help but feel a little touched. Wilma’s tenacious vitality shocked everyone.
“Sloan,” Malcolm greeted softly.
With a serious look on his face, Sloan walked towards Malcolm and Enoch. The brothers exchanged a look when they saw the serious expression on Sloan’s face, then calmly looked at him, who had already stood in front of them.
“Sir. Malcolm, Mr. Enoch, your grandmother…” Sloan shook his head and stopped. “She called you,” he continued after a long pause.
“THANKS.” There was gratitude in Malcolm’s words.
He nodded slightly at Sloan and quickly headed towards Wilma’s room. Enoch followed closely behind him. When the medical staff saw them enter, they bowed respectfully and left the room quickly with Sloan’s suspicion. Soon, only the two brothers of the Evans family were left, and Wilma, who was lying on the bed, remained in the room. Malcolm stood in front of the bed and looked at Wilma with a complicated expression. He clenched his fists then unclenched them.
“My… Malcolm… you have to… let… let the… nightmare… end… end… with me. Pro… promise… me… .please…” Wilma’s voice became weaker and weaker.
“I know,” Malcolm said quickly without thinking.
“E… Enoch…” Wilma called the other grandson.
“Grandma, I’m here,” Enoch replied in a soft voice, half crouching in front of the bed.
“If… if… something… the unexpected happens, you… you must… help… your older brother… Make… Make… the… the… The Evans family… pass.” In the end, Wilma’s voice was almost inaudible.
“Grandma, I’m fine, Enoch too. And you will be the same. Rest well and don’t talk too much,” Malcolm said calmly.
Wilma held his hand for a long time. Malcolm could feel that she wanted to hold him tight, but she had no strength at all. Slowly, he released his grip on her hand. Suddenly, Malcolm and Enoch became nervous and looked at Wilma.
“All… all… all my life… the… person… I have to… the most… If… things… could… come back… again.. .I…I hope you can…can I…”
Before she finished her words, Wilma’s hands had already silently let go. The life sign on the monitor slowly turned into a straight line and made a warning sound. After being stunned for a while, Enoch shouted madly to the medical staff outside the room. Medical staff came to the bed as quickly as they could and began CPR. No matter how hard they tried,
The room fell into silence. The medical staff stood in the room with their heads bowed. Sloan stepped forward silently, closed his eyes, and slowly removed the fan from Wilma’s body. The white sheet covered his face. Everything he did showed that the former head of the Evans family had died.
Malcolm closed his eyes, clenched his fists, then unclenched them. There were complicated expressions on his face. After a long time, he opened his eyes and looked at Wilma who was covered by the white sheet. He wanted to say something but stopped on a second thought. Enoch easily sensed that something was wrong with Malcolm, but he was rational enough not to ask at that moment.
“Sir. Malcolm, Mr. Enoch, I’m sorry!” Sloan said to the brothers, with sadness in his tone.
“Sloan, thank you for your hard work these days,” Enoch said to Sloan gratefully after looking at the cold Malcolm.
“It was what I had to do.
After that, Sloan led his medical team to bow deeply before the bed. Then they all left the room and the two brothers from the Evans family alone. Malcolm remained motionless. After a long time, he walked towards Wilma’s bed. His mouth moved slightly, but he said nothing. He just stared at her in silence for a long moment before turning and leaving the room. Looking at the strange Malcolm, Enoch also left the room. The people waiting outside quickly entered the room and dealt with the following questions after obtaining their permission.
“Malcolm.” Enoch stopped his brother, who was about to enter the study.
“Come in,” Malcolm said indifferently.
Without wanting to smoke, Malcolm took a cigarette box out of the drawer and lit a cigarette, letting the smell of tobacco fill the entire room. At this time, the atmosphere was a bit depressing and confusing.
“Malcolm, you know what Grandma meant with her last words, right? Enoch said directly.
Who did Wilma owe the most to, as she said in her last sentence? Enoch thought of countless people, but he couldn’t understand it. But when he looked at Malcolm, the unusually complex expression on Malcolm’s face made Enoch firmly believe that Malcolm knew who the person was, and even what their grandmother hadn’t finished saying and how she wanted this person to be. no one calls him.
Malcolm did not answer Enoch’s question. He looked at the white smoke rising from the cigarette in his hand. After a while, only the cigarette butt remained. He stuck it in the ashtray in the office, stood up indifferently, put one hand in his pocket and looked out the window at the night view.
“I’ll tell you this story after Grandma’s funeral,” Malcolm said finally.
Enoch nodded. After giving Malcolm a hint, he walked out of the office and began to deal with matters related to Wilma’s death. Looking at the rare stars in the sky, Malcolm had mixed feelings. But as the door opened again, he turned around unhappy. When he saw that it was Enoch, he looked at him coldly.
“Malcolm…I have to ask a question that maybe I shouldn’t ask. On the day of Grandma’s funeral, should we call Lu…my sister-in-law?” Under Malcolm’s strange gaze, Enoch cleverly changed the way he called Lucia back in time. “After all, the outside world doesn’t know your relationship. If it doesn’t come forward, it will definitely cause unnecessary comments,” Enoch added.
“That’s not necessary. You know how to deal with possible problems,” Malcolm refused coldly. “
Okay, I see.” Enoch nodded and left the office again.
“Grandma, what will you do- you if something is beyond your understanding and control?” The twinkling stars in the sky seemed to give the quietest answer to Malcolm. After a long silence, he turned and left the office. A legendary figure is dead
, with his regrets and guilt. His grandsons were left with more unsolved mysteries and unfulfilled wishes.
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