My Ex-Wife and Kids Came In Like A Wrecking Ball novel Chapter 2025

After gathering her emotions, Rosalie started the dryneedling treatment for Gordon seriously.

Gordon’s mood had also stabilized. He did not dare to look at his daughter.

His complexion was better than before, no longer as yellow. Even so, he still looked yellowish.

“Go to the hospital for a check-up today,” Rosalie said softly.

Before Gordon could agree, Rosalie walked out of the room and ordered the maid to help him get ready.

Byron approached his wife and held her tiny hand as he nodded and smiled. ‘You’ve done whatever you can. You’re probably the luckiest thing that has ever happened to him. He’s lucky to have a daughter like you.”

Rosalie smiled wryly. “Yes, but I’m unfortunate to have him as my father.”

After Gordon was ready, Byron and Rosalie drove him to the hospital.

The series of tests took a long time to be done. However, Rosalie did not have to worry much about it.

Since Mary was taking a long break from work, Rosalie called Linda in to take over her position temporarily to deal with the job.

With Linda’s arrangement, all the tests were done in order.

Two hours later, the results were out. Linda even held a meeting with the doctors to summarize everything.

The report was given to Rosalie. “Dr. Jacobs, after the analysis of doctors in various departments, it’s been concluded that Mr. Gordon Jacobs’ stomach tumor has completely stabilized. We even see signs of shrinking. The tumor cells that have spread to other body parts have also stabilized. We think that he can live for about three months.”

After Linda finished, she looked at Rosalie and added. “Dr. Jacobs, I’m sorry.”

“It’s been extended to three months. Rosie, your treatment is working.” Byron placed his hand over Rosalie’s shoulder and patted it gently.

“Not bad. He’s lucky to have so many days to live!” Rosalie did not look sad or happy. She was rather calm.

Rosalie and Byron stood at the cemetery entrance, watching Gordon stumble step by step before finally arriving in front of Rosalie’s mother’s tombstone.

When he was before it, he looked at his wife’s photo and was startled. He stared at it.

Finally, he took the hem of his clothes and began to wipe the tombstone. Tears flowed down his cheeks as he muttered, “I was wrong. I was wrong. Please take me with you…

“I want to be with you now! I hope you don’t despise me…”

Byron held his wife’s hand and returned to the car.

After waiting over an hour, Gordon slowly left the cemetery again. His clothes were already wet.

His eyes looked hollow as if he had lost his soul. After getting into the car, he said nothing.