No Chance of Remarriage Get Lost (Elisa)
Chapter 1169

Chapter 1169 Wait for Me. It’s Crucial

Because Darren had never been someone to go back on his word.

She believed his promise entirely!

Darren saw Julia's happy appearance, and his congested heart seemed relieved. He looked at her in delight. "Let's

have lunch?"

"Alright! My stomach has been rumbling. Let's go. I'm famished." As Julia spoke, she held onto Darren's hand and

got out of bed. Darren stared at her nervously, afraid she would fall. The two went to the washroom, washed their

hands, and sat at the dining table.

They looked very loving.

Furthermore, Old Mrs. Wickam was in a great mood.

…

Elisa left after knowing that Julia had awoken. She didn't go out to meet Grandma because they would chat if they

saw each other. Elisa had more important things to do now. At that moment, she was already in the car, rushing to

Wickam Group.

She had also called Gareth, and he answered quickly.

Before he could say anything, she said, "Are you in the office? I'm coming to look for you now."

"Yes."

Elisa answered, "Wait for me. It's crucial."

After that, Elisa ended the call.

After that, Elisa ended the call.

She wouldn't have personally looked for Gareth if it was something ordinary, not caring if he was busy.

Elisa arrived at Gareth's office at two forty-five. Because everyone knew her, Thomas had instructed the reception

and security guards not to stop Elisa nor pay attention to which elevator she used. She quickly arrived at Gareth's

office.

As she was in the lounge, many saw her, and the company employees started discussing it. Elisa and Gareth's

current relationship was ambiguous and unclear, so many people couldn't help gossip about them.

After all, Elisa and Gareth were well-known figures who appeared right before them. Who would be able to stay

indifferent? At most, they would just control themselves and not say anything.

Elisa knocked when she arrived at Gareth's office. "It's me."

"Come in." His voice was aloof, as usual. Elisa didn't pay much attention and walked into the office.

She cut to the chase when she saw Gareth sitting before his desk but not working. "I just came from Grandma's."

Gareth's brows furrowed tightly. When Elisa had said it was crucial, he guessed it had something to do with

Grandma.

Elisa said in a low voice, "Grandma suddenly fainted today, so Old Mr. Wickam called me. I rushed over and told him

she had fainted because she had been agitated. But in reality, Grandma is deteriorating quickly."

Gareth's brows wrinkled tightly. "Isn't the medicine alleviating it?"

"It is. I can only say Grandma is deteriorating slower. Grandma's illness is quite serious. It's gradually developing

toward small-cell carcinoma."

"Small cell." Gareth's expression seemed to turn nasty, and his eyes grew cold.

Lung cancer was a form of small-cell carcinoma, and it deteriorated quickly. According to the doctor, patients under

normal circumstances had a life expectancy of one year if they responded well to treatment. Two years at best.

Five years was a miracle. But if they didn't respond well to treatment, they might succumb to the illness within three

to six months.