Chapter 582
If there are no complications, you can be discharged in three days.” She smiled at Charles. “Do you still remember the dietary restrictions I mentioned?”
“I do.” Charles quickly nodded. “I prepare her meals every day according to your guidelines.”
“That’s good.” Cherise smiled and nodded at him. “If there’s nothing else, I’ll take my leave.” With that, she
turned to leave.
“Cherise.” Behind her, Maeve pursed her l*ps. “Can’t you… forgive me?”
“Why should I forgive you?” Cherise sneered. She stopped in her tracks and spoke icily without turning. “Forgive you for tarnishing what should have been my happiest memory? Or forgive you for everything you did to my mom?”
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“Maeve, you’re a mother now, and you’re battling a life-threatening disease. You should understand how much my mom wanted to see me happily married. She led a challenging life, and her final wish was to see me happy. But what happened?”
Cherise closed her eyes, a bitter smile forming on the corners of her l*ps. “When you stabbed her at me and Damien’s wedding, it didn’t physically harm my mom, but it made her realize that I would never be happy whether I married Damien or not.”
Having said this, she turned and looked at Maeve coldly. “You asked if I can forgive you, but how do you expect me to forgive you? My mother has been gone for nearly five years.
Maeve opened her mouth but couldn’t say anything for a long time.
Cherise took a deep breath and walked away.
“Dr. Shaw.” As she left the ward, Charles caught up with her. “Dr. Shaw, I understand I have no right to inquire about this, but I’m curious. Since you still can’t forgive Maeve, why were you willing to perform surgery on her?”
“Because I’m not a Lenoir. I keep my personal and professional issues separate.”
Cherise smiled at Charles, her eyes glinting with determination. “Don’t overanalyze it. My decision to personally operate on her isn’t an attempt to reconcile with the Lenoir family, nor is it an act of forgiveness.”
“Firstly, I’m a doctor, and she’s a patient. As a doctor, I must treat every patient. Since you came to my hospital, I should give you my utmost attention. Secondly, her condition mirrors my mother’s. I personally operated on her because this condition is rare. I’ve researched theories of medical cases like these for nearly five years, and gaining hands-on experience is crucial.”
Having said this, she looked up at Charles, “Any further questions?”
Charles’ l*ps twitched, but he couldn’t say anything.
After a moment, he took a deep breath. “Dr. Shaw, since my wife’s condition resembles your mom’s, what will happen to her in the future…”
Cherise frowned, “Do you want the truth?”
Charles nodded.
“You chose Marcy as your daughter’s name, right? Spend more time together and value what you have now.” After that, Cherise turned and left.
Charles stood in place. His hands clenched into fists at his sides.
From the beginning, he knew Maeve might not have many days left… But he couldn’t choose who he fell in love with.
He couldn’t help but get to know her, fall for her, and be with her. Therefore, he could only… value what he had now.
Watching the woman leave, Charles called out to her again. “Dr. Shaw.”
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Cerise frowned and stopped again. “Is there something else?”
Di Shaw Charles took a deep breath. “You mentioned that your mother’s biggest regret before her death was not being able to see you happy. But if you find happiness in the future, she might sense it.”
Cherise stood still and smiled. “Perhaps that’s true.”
Dr. Shaw, you advised me to value what I have now. You should take your own advice. Few men would spend five years searching for you and rejecting all other women.”
Cherise scoffed and walked into her office.
Spending five years looking for me and rejecting all other women?
I wasn’t aware that Damien was so noble.
If he had rejected all other women, who was the woman he spoke so tenderly to last night?
He even declared, “No matter what happens between me and my ex-wife, it won’t affect our relationship.”
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