Fell in Love with Mr.Right at The Wrong Time novel Chapter 300

With the sudden surge of emotions, Nicole felt a little sour in her nose.

She seemed to have become a lot more sentimental lately.

"What happened between your grandson and I was an accident. Although Hayden is President Gardner's son, nothing is going on between us."

She felt the need to explain herself to Benedict before he had any presumptions of her.

However, he was not surprised by what she said.

"I've already heard about these from Colton, but we still owe you. If there's anything you need, tell me and I'll make sure to fulfill it."

Nicole shook her head as she laced her fingers together while looking rather nervous.

"I have no request, Old Mr. Benedict. I am capable of supporting myself now."

When Benedict heard the way she addressed him, he became a little dissatisfied and expressed with a

frown, "Call me Grandpa. Why are you being so distant?"

However, the words were stuck in her throat.

Immediately, he knew what her concern was and said with a smile, "If the tumor hadn't been detected back then and I continued to stay in the hospital, your mother would've been my goddaughter, and that would make you my god-granddaughter as well! This has nothing to do with Colton at all."

Benedict was right; back when Nicole visited her mother, Madeline would often mention how this old man wanted to take her as his goddaughter.

Madeline would always tell Nicole how this old man must be very lonely to think that. If being his goddaughter would make him happy, Madeline was delighted to do so.

However, it was a pity that he had left before his mother agreed.

Two years ago... Nicole pondered for a while and assumed that it was probably related to the death of Olivia's children.

After all, his two grandchildren died one after the other.

No wonderthis happened...

"But at this age, I'll take however long I'm given. Tell me, what if I was to get on the cold operating table and never wake up?"

Benedict's words were as heavy as his tone.

Nicole's lips trembled after hearing his words. Then, she pursed her lips and asked with a hint of doubt, "Since it was a benign tumor back then, why didn't you just undergo surgery? You would've been safe under White's medical skills back then."

At the mention of White's name, Benedict could not help but laugh. "I did look for Doctor White back then. He said that there was an eighty percent chance of success rate. Although it was very high, other doctors told me that it could be treated with drugs. Because of that, I thought it wouldn't matter if I didn't go through with the surgery."