Don't Try to Escape, My Wife! novel Chapter 1700

Mrs. Close really had a heartache.

This girl was her daughter. How could they make her daughter kneel down and beg someone just because they had made a grave mistake in the past? Furthermore, they weren’t a bright spot in Alison’s life and they had lived a long life. It was enough for them.

When Clark asked about her thoughts about dying together with him, Mrs. Close knew that Clark had made this iron-clad, irrefutable decision.

This man had lived his life wallowing in regrets because of losing her daughter, but now that her daughter was someone successful, he was happier than anyone.

He told her that the Close family finally had someone who was sane. And that someone was his daughter too. He was so proud!

The blood began to accumulate at the corner of Mrs. Close’s lips. An intense pain was pegging her

However, despite that, looking at Alison who was crying her eyes out, her heart ached even more.

“Don’t cry, Alison. Don’t cry! Allow us to depart with a smile on our faces! Your dad told me, you have a boyfriend now? We are not worthy as parents, so we won’t have any comment on your choice. You need to be sure of that man by yourself. Your father has left you some money under the name of someone, and if you were to be bullied by that man, just divorce him. The money is enough for you for the rest of your life.”

“I don’t want that! I only want you and dad! Mum, stop talking, I’ll bring you to see a doctor!”

Alison tried to carry her mother up with much difficulty.

At the moment, she looked like a lost child.

Where is the doctor?

Due to the spreading pandemic here, Alison had actually secretly quarantined this place. At this moment, she carried her mother in her arms and darted in some direction aimlessly, but all of a sudden she bumped into someone.

It was a familiar feeling, and the person felt warm. Alison couldn’t come to her sense for a moment.

“Alison, were you crying?”

A familiar voice made Alison’s head snap up, and what came into her view was Ernesto’s familiar face in front of her.

She seemed like she had grasped the last straw of hope as she grabbed Ernesto’s hand and cried out, “Please! Save my mum now! Ernesto, help me save her!”

This was the first time Ernesto had seen Alison at such a loss.

He glanced at Mrs. Close who was in Alison’s embrace and knew instinctively that she was beyond saving. However, he couldn’t bear to stare right into Alison’s hopeless eyes, so he called out to some people behind him, “Bring the doctor here! Fast!”

Alison didn’t know why Ernesto was here. Her head was swimming in a pool of emotions.

She couldn’t let her mother die!

Her father was already in pieces at the moment, no?

Was it just now the last moment she could share with her father?

How could things turn out like this?

Now that her mother was also…

She recalled all the tolerance and patience her parents had shown her and all their goodness and immediately Alison couldn’t hold back her tears as she cried out loudly with her lips pressed hard.

It was not that she couldn’t accept their goodwill purposely.

She just didn’t know what to do.

She just didn’t know how to face them.

Alison gripped her mother’s hand hard while crying, “Mum, you can’t die like this. If you died, I won’t ever forgive you! In this life, I will hate you forever! You guys have abandoned me back then and let me suffer so much, but now you think that you can get my forgiveness after spending a few days with me? Do you really think I will feel better if you die? I don’t want you to compensate and make up for things like this! I want you to be alive!”

Ernesto watched Alison wailing in agony and felt his heart break. He never knew that Allison would break down like this.

He wanted to soothe her, but he didn’t know where to start. Mrs. Close suddenly grabbed Ernesto’s hand at the same time.

Her time was counting down.