CEO's Tears Over Pregnancy Test Discovery novel Chapter 1397

“Her condition is very severe. Even if she undergoes surgery now, she’ll most likely be bedridden for the rest of her life.”

When it came to his mother, Quincy could only think, “she brought this on herself”.

In the beginning, Lydia had treated her so well, always considerate and caring, visiting her regularly and even making various nutritious soups. If his mother hadn’t created so much trouble, the family would be happy together, eagerly awaiting the arrival of a new life. But life would not work on “what ifs”; only actions and consequences.

Lydia was silent for a long time. “How did it come to this?”

Back when they were still married, Mrs. Perez’s health had seemed fine. She looked perfectly healthy. How did things deteriorate so quickly?

“She’s been faking her illness for ages, but now she’s genuinely sick, and her condition has worsened fast. She’s missed the best treatment window,” Quincy explained briefly.

Lydia nearly blurted out “serves her right,” but held her tongue, remembering that Mrs. Perez was still Quincy’s mother. After the call, Lydia stayed in her room, thinking over everything. Mrs. Perez was barely hanging on. Even if she still wanted to meddle in their relationship, she didn’t have the strength to do it anymore.

In this situation, did she still want a divorce?

Lydia didn’t know.

She was still deep in thought when she heard voices outside. She opened her window and saw Eugene talking to her mother.

“We’ve already made ourselves clear. There’s no need for us to stay in touch. Why are you here again?” Mrs. Fay’s tone held a hint of displeasure.

“There’s no need for that,” Mrs. Fay replied politely. “Besides, I watch my figure and usually skip dinner.”

Eugene wasn’t ready to give up, continuing to coax. “It’s just one meal, and we can meet somewhere outside. Let me see Lydia one last time. I promise that after this, I’ll delete her contact information and won’t come by again.”

“My mom’s been clear. There’s no need for this.” Lydia came downstairs, her tone firm.

There were things her mother hesitated to say, but she didn’t. With someone like Eugene, the more polite you were, the more he would push.

He would claim this was the last meal, but she knew he would just find another excuse to keep coming back if she gave in now.