No Chance of Remarriage Get Lost (Elisa) novel Chapter 2219

A woman's intuition is indeed frightening.

Elisa remained silent and gestured towards Mildred. Understanding her intent, Mildred immediately let go.

With a hint of indifference, Elisa said, "Does it really matter who I am? Isn't your health the more important issue here?"

Mildred was weak, taking medication, seeing doctors, and feeling sick every day. She couldn't even muster the slightest bit of energy. Anyone in her position would find it hard to endure through these seemingly endless years.

Mildred nodded in agreement with Elisa's words. "Ms. Benett, I understand what you're saying. But ever since I learned about the existence of Mystic Orchid, I've regarded it as something divine."

It was precisely because she longed to find Mystic Orchid that she persisted.

There were many similarities between Elisa and Mystic Orchid. It was only when such an idea formed in her mind that she became so certain and excited.

"There are no divine beings in this world, only ordinary people and experience, as well as medicine."

"Ms. Benett, are you really not Mystic Orchid?"

When Mildred posed her question to Elisa, her blue eyes settled on her with a serious and scrutinizing gaze.

To Mildred, Elisa seemed like Mystic Orchid in many ways.

"Do you really think I have such capabilities? I'm still young, barely scratching the surface. If I truly were such a person, wouldn't I seize the opportunity to make money?" Elisa retorted, still unwilling to admit her true identity.

Mildred no longer persisted. "Ms. Benett, I'm truly sorry for any inconvenience I may have caused you earlier. I apologize."

Mildred and Carrick are complete opposites. How could someone like Carrick have such a gentle sister?

"There are no suitors by my side, and I don't have any particular thoughts about love at the moment. I hope you recover soon," Elisa said lightly.

For the Carrerra family, Mildred's medicine was of utmost importance. Therefore, when the housekeeper was given the prescription, the arrangement was promptly made.

After obtaining the medicine, the housekeeper quickly prepared it.

When the large bowl of pitch-black medicine was brought before Mildred, she immediately furrowed her brows.

Over the years, she had either been drinking medicinal concoctions or taking pills, or receiving injections. Every time she laid eyes on medicine, a wave of nausea would subconsciously wash over her.

Elisa handed over the medicine, disregarding Mildred's reaction, and said calmly and coldly, "Since I've told you that you'll get better, you must hang in there. Don't stop taking your medicine just because you don't feel better after a few days. Otherwise, I won't help you even if you come back to me in the future."